An Endeavor of Being Now

by Thomas Sorensen

Beneath such specimen
of sky we are
two plots of being.

The house is overgrown
with weeds of quiet.

Among the floss, sunflowers, paperclips,
we are filed in our minds.

The wind is like
an archaic boundary
come back to life.

We stop doing dishes while
a mile unwinds
from the tree outside.

Thomas Sorensen is currently enjoying a short interval between his Ph.D. and a postdoctoral fellowship, both in English. His poetry is forthcoming or has previously appeared in Arc, Variant Lit, Concision, Filling Station, and The Dalhousie Review, among other venues.