Memo from My Future Self

Offered the feast
Fool will you choose hunger

How many times must
I return here

Great Eye
At your keyhole

Fact: particles observed will
Jump flight paths

"Now" a kite-song
Saxophone over rooftops

Call it longing
Whatever wind you've

Set in motion these
Chinese lanterns bobbing—

Pontoons between
You and a silver shore

Copyright © 2006 Ellen Wehle All rights reserved
from The New Republic
Reprinted by Verse Daily® with permission