Splendid
Eyes
circle-wide.
Mouths
mirror O.
Blank
future
gazes slip:
a lock,
a zero,
an eclipse.
Silence,
stillness –
until you spin
again –
and again:
glittering,
glistening,
gathering
new light
–within.
. . . . .
Poet: Susan Powers Bourne
Source: O by Jane Alexander
and Museum of Childhood
Process: Redact, pick and mix.