Watching All The Movements – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Image: ledsino.com a P5 LED display at Shenzhen Railway Station

“Our life is a faint tracing on the surface of mystery, like the idle curved tunnels of leaf miners on the face of a leaf.” Annie Dillard

Watching All The Movements

Today I watched all the movements as 
I crawled into tunnels of elastic time
stretching out in a distortion, 
like neon in night rain, 
a looming weave of acidity and alkali, 
a rainbow of mixed emotion as thin
as rice paper with a shred of something
fragile about it hanging in the wind, 
as I navigated opposites, 
looking for the singular moment.


Copyright 2022 ©Paul Vincent Cannon
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7 Comments

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7 responses to “Watching All The Movements – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

  1. I particularly like this simile:

    stretching out in a distortion,
    like neon in night rain,

    Liked by 1 person

  2. lync56

    I love the word pictures in this poem

    >

    Liked by 1 person

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