David Huddle: Is Nothing Sacred?

The bunny that dashed across our street just

before dawn this morning–a fast moving

rabbit shadow that crackled with holiness

for two blinks of my eyes. In Bruce Springsteen’s

“Growing Up,” there’s a drum solo that makes

me weepy with joy, and in Duke Ellington’s

“Take the A Train,” when the brass section kicks

in, that energy rattles my skeleton,

and when I visit “Girl with a Red Hat,”

time stops for me so that other viewers

have to navigate around the pillar of salt

I’ve become. My problem is the reverse

of yours–there’s no shortage of sacred,

it’s everywhere. I try not to be scared.

Copyright 2018 David Huddle

David Huddle is the author of many books of poetry including Faulkes Chronicle (Tupelo).