GLACIER  

he’s convinced he can
hold back a glacier,
just the force of him set
against everything inevitable.

i don’t think this should be
his place to make a permanent
burial, extending roots that spread,
an infection, becoming permanent
and inextinguishable. he
wants the place of someone who
acts against, and bird that will not
fly in formation, fooling itself into
not noticing the changes in the ground
beneath it, or the shift in the air
that pushes in return;

and to see him in this is like
looking at a memory that no
longer wants to remain still, as
though the transgression he wants
to hold back would repeat itself if
the memory of it stopped eluding.

someday it will shine in him
that the glacier will move
him forward, not back home.

© 2006  Kevin Feeley