[

The bracketed future,
[
together, alone: [ ]
Time, the space between us [...]
Of waiting.

"Look...doings!"said little r.
Soon there will be [I am]
God [as a] witness [to] our doings.

Our words b[ro]ken, as the b-ro-ken world.
What kinship does b have?

Go, if you must, ] [
I await your return...]

~~~

we have
a Grand Master of chess
made of electronic circuits.

But above all
we have
the ability
to sort peas,
to cup water in our hands,
to seek
the right screw
under the sofa
for hours

This
gives us
wings.
---Holub.

The unclenched hand, 'solar generosity', said Larkin; the curvature of our hands, a sign of our humanity:knowing what to let go of, what to hold on to...