Poetry collection
Between now and now
is the waiting of the
clock’s second tick,
the slow suspense
of the chandelier’s sway.
The first now of becoming
holds the inhaled moment,
the hope of another breath.
In the last now of parting
we move into the path
of the arrow’s flight.
From: https://theravensperch.com/between-by-ronald-j-pelias/
Date: 2017
By: Ronald J. Pelias (1946- )
(for my daughter)
Composed in a shine of laughing, Monique brings in sacks
of groceries, unloads them, straightens, and stretches her back.
The child was a girl, the girl is a woman; the shift
is subtle and absolute, worn like a gift.
The woman, once girl once child, now is deft in her ease,
is door to the forum, is cutter of keys.
In space that her torque and lift have prefigured and set free
between her mother and her child the woman stands
having emptied her hands.
From: https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/47630/between-56d228376d9a8
Date: 1988
By: Marie Birmingham Ponsot (1921-2019)
From Troubles of The World 