Strings

By Michele Habel-Coffey

Strings
Quantum play
Bosons pushing violently
On the fermion 
Of impenetrable walls

Strings
Taut on the reel
Rendering infinities
Concentric circles 
Bleeding out
Over the surface of 
The still water

Strings
Across the ancient Lyre
Waiting upon the winds 
Of Orpheus spirit
To move the stones
To dance

Strings
Hebrew Shani
Crimson veins of humanity
Coursing inside
Sixty thousand miles 
Across Adam’s bloodline

Strings
Tied to Anglo-Saxon fingers
Reminders
Of what should not be forgotten
Of histories repeated

Strings
For you, my Theseus
Red as my beating heart
Tied to my finger
Anchored in my veins
Pulled by violent energies
Into the Labyrinth
Whereby you may find your way out
And back to fair Ariadne
Back to me