Annunciation - Marie Howe

 Even if I don't see it again - nor ever feel it

I know it is - and that if once it hailed me

it ever does - 

And so it is myself I want to turn in that direction

not as towards a place, but it was a tilting

within myself,

as one turns a mirror to flash the light to where

it isn't - I was blinded like that - and swam in what shone at me

only able to endure it by being no one and so

specifically myself I thought I'd die

from being loved like that,