First things Last

Attracted to the outfit at first,

we eat with our eyes first,

we taste and extract flavour 

from smell first

Impressions last.

To start, somewhere, set up things outside

and around your space.

In the end, what comes out

all started inside with

No-things.

The words, the scene, an act,

the play, will write itself

when it is right.

When emulation is enrapt with

blending in

costumes and charades

fade to black back in.

Practice makes no promises.

Barefoot, one can learn to feel the heat,

through the sole.

Headstrong and radiant,

the title will fit the work.  




Painting by Rembrandt, 'Man in Oriental Costume' (1632) in [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons.

A cool breeze hits a sweaty brow

Too busy to look up
tethered with tension
down my leaden limbs
tiny things gathered
and amassed
yet-so easily dissipated, blown away

Here, first, things first-
someone's last chance
blows by
why
ask
any-
more
?


Painting by Jean-François Millet [Public domain or Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons.

Anti-cedent

It all started here-when-
It was not begun-before
It was said
In the beginning
who said It
when It was
the first
notion before motion
set in-
side-out-
side the difference in
between mover and moved
when It
is found In
and all around
before sound made it
said or heard
It was on the third day
It was idea, a seed sown
the sky glown
in sacred rhyme
the making of
difference In time
then and what
will be
started over
counting It out
to find our place
only to begin
again
at one.

Image by Gustave Doré (1832-1883), Creation of Light[Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons.

The order of things

Firsts and Lasts don't make

good companions, They don't know

Who goes, First or Last?

Image By The U.S. Army (Waiting to board, 11/2008) [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons.

After You, I insist

If we conclude

that the cart can pull the horse-

would we arrive

before our name?

Say we saw the shells

showing

the chicken hatched 

his plans

first

How many baskets will we need

to not shatter

the image we

reflect into existence

consciously mirroring 

before me?

Just One

holding half

of the analogy

pulling the last straw

to see

who goes

first.

Image by José Ferraz de Almeida Júnior [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons.