January 17, 2024

Our Invisible, Crazy Hearts Moon

Mostly you don’t see the moon in a city.
So a new moon is a double-blind bind—
An experiment in lunacy for lunatics.

Imagine all the pollution, poverty & injustice
That you perceive become thin stars,
While the new moon that you cannot see
Swells infinitely, filling everything
Else with dark matter.

Now blessed by the uncanny weird,
Able to see both the known & the unknown,
You are left with the unspeakable feeling
Of being intimately mixed up in a great matter.

Whether it is clear to you or not,
Today, tonight & tomorrow
Will come beating for you from deep within—
And what will you do then?

POEM BY
Qayyum Johnson
ARTWORK BY SUIKO MCCALL

The Vital Path, 2023

Ink on paper, diptych 72x30"