Jigsaw Puzzle

First the four corners,

Then the flat edges.

Assemble the lost borders,

Walk the dizzy ledges,

Hoard one color—try

To make it all connected—

The water and the deep sky

And the sky reflected.

Absences align

And lock shapes into place,

And random shapes combine

To make a tree, a face.

Slowly you restore

The fractured world and start

To re-create an afternoon before

It fell apart:

Here is summer, here is blue,

Here two lovers kissing,

And here the nothingness shows through

Where one piece is missing.