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Juxtaposed
by Alison McKenzieThe minutes flood me,
Delivering data at a rate
Previously unknown
To the likes of time;
Breathless on the ebb,
Staggered on the flow.
This
Belies the way we calculate
Us,
Moments and history,
Our experience unsupported
By any linear measure
We might assign.
Love, a galaxy condensed
In a locket -
Juxtaposed to its post
Nearest my heart,
Hands reserved
For you,
And you alone. 11/26/2014 Posted on 11/26/2014
Copyright © 2025 Alison McKenzie
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 11/28/14 at 03:21 PM Sweet and evocative, Ali. I like poems that use words like data, galaxy, and apply them to the human condition. Really puts things in perspective. |
| Posted by Ken Harnisch on 11/28/14 at 04:37 PM "Our experience unsupported
By any linear measure
We might assign."
For some reason those words hit me straight in what passes for my poetic soul...That they came from you, Alison, is no surprise |
| Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 11/29/14 at 04:00 PM "Love, a galaxy condensed
In a locket -" what a brilliant phrase, Ali. I also really like the breathless ebb and the staggered flow. |
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