the poem is a dream telling you its time

is a field 

             as long as the butterflies say 

                                                                       it is a field 

with their flight

                                         it takes a long time 

to see

                         like light or sound or language

                                                                                      to arrive

and keep 

                                       we have more

than six sense dialect

                                                                      and i

am still

              adjusting to time

                              the distance and its permanence

i have found my shortcuts

                             and landmarks

                                                          to place

where i first took form

                                                                                           in the field


Copyright © 2022 by Marwa Helal. Originally published in Poem-a-Day on October 3, 2022, by the Academy of American Poets.

About this Poem

“This poem uses syntax to explore simultaneous fields of thought and existence. It also reflects on how poems are a tool of both transformation and travel through time and space. The practice of poem-making results in its own and new form(s), and, if successful, includes the changing and transport of both the writer and reader.”
Marwa Helal