Work In Progress: Conjunctions

Conjunctions by Lyric Kinard

[Conjunctions]

Maybe it was just the back and forth of the wipers,
or that they were the only people I saw
on that stretch of the road, and the rain

was pouring over the windshield,
rivulets and deltas of rain flooding
a space swept clean and then filled again, the sky

drear and seething, the dripping, somnolent trees;
or that I knew nothing about them except
what I could see in passing and then

in the rearview mirror: that they were a couple,
middle-aged, in parkas, with their hoods up,
walking out of the woods, holding hands,

and that they found daylight there,
at the seam between this and other:
a gate and a path leading beyond it, an opening.

© 2012 Maura High

The imprinted silk from this piece and “Verbesina Ocidentalis” was eco-dyed by Arlee Barr. You should check out her shop – it’s got some stunning cloth in it right now that I’m having a hard time resisting.