You approach from above…

You approach from above
expect the sun
at your back, the sink

blinded by spray
the way every stream
is born knowing how

scrapes bottom
till its stones ignite
explode into oceans

then islands broken apart
for the skies still following
a rain that’s not here

—you’re used to this
—the same cracked cup
rinsed till its glaze

cools and it’s safe
to dry your arms
the floor, the walls.

Simon Perchik is an attorney whose poems have appeared in Partisan Review, The Nation, Poetry, Osiris, The New Yorker, and elsewhere. His most recent collection is Almost Rain, published by River Otter Press (2013). For more information, free e-books and his essay titled “Magic, Illusion and Other Realities”, please visit his website at http://www.simonperchik.com.

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