For Sidney and Tippet

On the day between your births,
Between the lines of sight
Between the words,
When the interstices of earth

Combine, the space between
The magnet and its filings,
Rife with sly affinities,
The pull between our island

And the sea, the ampersand,
The plus, when
The point of one and one
Is And, the way a sunset bends

The sun, so we see the end
Of things the same time
As they start, as mirages clone
A road’s dimensions,

We send you both
These honorable mentions,
As you pledged your troth
To your loves’ uncertain fortunes.


October 3rd, 2020
Kaiholu

Credits

This is about things we all know are real, and yet you couldn’t prove one of them—those serendipities of chance, coincidence, and whim which magnetize our lives and loves, the way parents produce amazing children, as Sidney and Tippet produced Cathy.