For A Moment While Writing

in a slip of shadow
            tucked into a fold
                        of possibility
a thought hovers
            like a hummingbird
                        above a rose
then darts away
            across the sky
                        without a trace
                                    of memory
to slow its progress
            from pen to page
(March 2013)

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