(“to walk the labyrinth is amazing”)

Everything looped, spiraled, circular (thought)

But the labyrinth’s not a maze but a singular way

to strike “the profoundest chord”

across aspire

Those who enter the labyrinth can leave

(pilgrims sometime don’t)

(Elle did not)

Inside the largest circle

(the labyrinth itself)

splits into equal parts

(demi-arcs or waves)

No, silly, Elle whispers, petals

If measured through the centre of the petals there should be two parts for each

petal and one for the entry, but calculations from the measurements show that

this is not so. The difference is about ½”. There is no way around this problem.

We must seek a solution

to the geometry of petals,

the consequential mystery

of Elle’s message:

I was sick and am not

healed. I am not blind

but dead. I am not dead

but silenced. Alone, in love.

Source: In June the Labyrinth (Red Hen Press, 2017)