Date: Fri, 27 Jun 28th, 2008

The Passing of Braincap

As Braincap wound a way

through waters, I imagine

a following of a weave, we

cannot hope to flow, one

going among news-cycles

that really change, but do

not change. I wonder

about what and how this

fish pursued. There is no

explanation. So hard for

any of us to see. We look

through glass and water

as Briancap looked

through glass and water

and we get lost. Tragedies

happen– so many people

are destroyed; celebrations

happen– some people are

consecrated; and Braincap

swims and learns and ages.

Nothing Braincap could do

would stop time’s watery

unfolding. None of us ever

wish to let go of the weave.

–Gerald Schwartz

We really like this, but must apologize because this blogging system does not allow us to reproduce the stepped lines of each stanza.