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