My Lullaby - Aga Zaryan

I look and look

Looking’s a way of being: one becomes

Sometimes.

a pair of eyes walking

Walking wherever looking takes one

The eyes

Dig and burrow into the world

They touch

Fanfare, hawl, madrigal, clamar

World and the past of it

Not only

Visible present, soild and shadow

That looks at one looking

And language?

Rhythms

Of echo and interruption?

That’s

A way of breathing

Breathing to sustain

Looking

Walking and looking

Trough the world

In it