Vernal Equinox

Vernal Equinox

In this moment of momentary stasis,
this instant of winter’s final retreat,
before the crescendo of day’s lengthening,
there is a tension, a torsion,
not unlike the millisecond before creation,
when pen has not yet touched paper,
when fingers have not yet intertwined,
when the electricity of possibility
has not yet formed a pulsation—
in this egalitarian twin kling,
before consummation begets contrivance,
we celebrate,
ignoring that soon we will taste the night.

                                                                                     —Joseph Kleponis

published in First Literary Review-East, March 2021