Anselm Hollo

12 April 1934 – 29 January 2013

Born Today

for Jane

is to be one to the one
closest to you
who shares the air
& other elements
right there next to you

two bodies wrapped in darkness
among millions of other bodies
wrapped in darkness & smoke
war bloodshed & chaos
voices rising out of the dirt

one to the one without whom one
wouldn't be one
who saves one when lost
in regions of the past
raging at bygone constellations
pursued by a swarm of angst gnats
who saves by her sight & sound & touch
to notice
that gravity's strong on this planet
notice
there's a half-ton of apples in that tree
notice cricket jumping on cedar branch
feline humor magpie elegance

in sum
this world
born not so long ago
with maybe not that far to go
still roaming
the contradictory corridors
of a universe or two
wind turns pages then shuts book
he looks up she looks up from piano keys

hold that frame
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