A poem by R.M. Dolin
Jigsaw Puzzles
Life has a way of consolidating
into the movement of moments
stitched together
like a quasi-connected
ice flow working its way down
an early spring river
or the way left over aspen leaves
blow about like discarded shapes
of a jigsaw puzzle
revealing the mystery
of just how far fate
reaches back when
turning pieces into possibilities
waiting to be realized.
From chapter 12 of the R.M. Dolin novel, “An Unsustainable Life – The Book of Darwin.” Darwin spends an spring afternoon in his high-mountain meadow considering the cascading string of events that brought him to his moment.
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