Issue 5 – Colonomos


Jean Colonomos

Coming Out

Ready or not, here I come.
Is it behind the curtain?
Under the table?
In the coat closet?
Look, two hawks play sky tag.
Maybe it’s in the bathtub.
Behind the door?
Come out, come out,
wherever you are.

To be is to do.
To do is to be.
dobedobedo.

The poem crouches
at the top of the stairs,
jumps into my lap –
SURPRISE!

Closer to what is holy,
deeper to what is grace,
My life is pledged to Creation,
to submarine-strength words.