Contingencies

Contingencies

Sometimes a slight slouch

ruins everything.  Or the place

where  mottled light filters

 through an otherwise perfect

moment.  Other times, however

it is not a matter of detail.  You need

no lens, no microscope, for the forest

is afire in your face,  the

botched plans  lurking there

from the start, and everyone knew

it:  the teacher,  the mailman,  

the street sweeper

and you.
  or maybe you didn´t:

foolish girl,  never bothering to learn

the  formulae, and  being, by nature,  

so impatient.

-   Miriam Adelman