Limitations of…

Limitations of Geography, or
Meditations on a Moebius Strip

At parties they ask, what are the practical
applications of your work? He shrugs and lifts
his drink. And I cant help, except to tactically
change the conversational ground; we shift

to books, my field (flunked calculus in school,
twenty-three years ago). He does topology,
studies space and shape and line, the rules
that govern how we touch. Geography

is just as cruel. Twenty hours from her land
to ours  we did the math. Three years back
and forth, a strain  until we let her hand
slow slip away. Were just friends now. Why rack

our brains to find a way for her to stay?
To teleport would be the only way.


For Karina, with all our love.
We miss you already.

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