Like a movement from vagueness to clever
Specificity. It's the evolution of an anonymous
Seed birthed into a boldly defined birch,
It's the names etched stroke by stroke into its bark, and
When rocking chairs, toothpicks, and book pages
Emerge from the woody substrate, forms
Carved out of cellulose contingency.
It's the short shift from thought to action,
From fantasy to passion, from a year's tyranny
Of separation to a ride, together, from
JFK airport to an as of yet undifferentiated location.
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Chris has been a featured reader and slam
poetry competition winner for Connecticut’s
Wednesday Night Poetry Series
