Could Heaven be the Floating Orb on My NeCk?
Eugenia Pozas
sun rises east, settles west.
through its golden arch, we pass
over our days to the Vault,
skin-stone by skin-stone.
the eye sees only in squares:
behind you, beside you, before you.
but the soul sees in fractals, stained glass
spilling sunlight like sand in a dark
room of closed eyelids.
observe the earth.
if you want a stable structure,
give it four corners.
if you want soil turned,
the heart pumping light,
look up.
through its golden arch, we pass
over our days to the Vault,
skin-stone by skin-stone.
the eye sees only in squares:
behind you, beside you, before you.
but the soul sees in fractals, stained glass
spilling sunlight like sand in a dark
room of closed eyelids.
observe the earth.
if you want a stable structure,
give it four corners.
if you want soil turned,
the heart pumping light,
look up.
Eugenia Pozas is a bilingual writer based in Monterrey, Mexico. Her first poetry collection in Spanish, Náufragos (Castaways), was published in 2022 with 42 Líneas. Her poetry has been published in Dust Poetry Magazine, Stone Circle Review, The Basilisk Tree, Kaleidotrope, Sontag Mag, Crowstep Journal, and boats against the current. You can find her on Instagram and X as @eugepozas.