Senate House passage
Matthew Palatnik beautifully frames an iconic Cambridge walkway by daybreak in this poem

Crows float up
from the alley
between edifices
wind-slicked
casting no shadows
in the half-dusk
before dawn.
Between the stones
there is water
from rain in the night.
It is invisible—
only in thought
will I see its gleam.
The end of the lane
approaches
and thought fills
the street, which is
black geometry drawn
on powder-blue,
with what may be,
which being, seems.
Walls wipe back
and King’s Parade
appears.
Only in thought
exists the passage.
Only in thought
does being seem.
Think of the crows
who do not seem
nor seem to be
nor dream of seeming.
Parceled darkness
are they, and after
dawn become
mere portions of day.
If I were a bare eye
I might learn
to be a featureless
bird of early morning
and cast no shadow
across my own passage.
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