Tuesday, February 6
OUROBOROS
There was something before the beginning
back when there was no when–
just chaos and creation.
Nothing and something
coming from each other,
or following.
Here, where there’s nothing but time,
the before refuses language, time’s container,
preferring chaos, time’s before.
No wonder we need planets
to ground our stories. Axes. Atmospheres.
Stars to spin around.
See? A wheel. A fire, burning on a fire.
An ex and in halation.
(Pádraig Ó Tuama)