“Every act of creation is first an act of destruction”
like the unraveling of life, or death
of a body that gives way to beginnings—sunrise
of golden hue
of a tangerine rise
after a blazing purple set
generating either the booming doom of the day
or twilight silence of lamplight stars
Pompeii was cast in ash, grainy sand
Phoenix example of demolition
miniscule particles
an array of thirty shades
of thick brown.
anachronistic dust encapsulating a culture eternally
that was so short lived in its own time
manufacturing new life starts violently for man
a nuclear explosion of passion
dimming sight
heightened touch
culmination of breath
ends in a beginning of a being unknowing
of the first steps it never possessed
Caitlin Donnelly