I am new day

I am new day

I am sudden sunlight blinding in the busy intersection

I am old woman out early and headed home from market

I am deep red cherry tomatoes scattering over blacktop

I am honking horns and screaming brakes

I am red squirrel, stopped, up on haunches

I am silence, pause—the forever and ever pause

I Am, oh my God! I Am… oh

my God!

I am old man asleep, bedsheets rubbing sores

I am the hours before they come, the hours in which he wakes, the hours as he wonders who… who it was

bringing food… who would change these bedsheets

I am death and life and forgetting, remembering, loving, losing, and …beginning