I don’t really go for Marvel movies but

Abigail Kirby Conklin is an educator and writer currently based in Toronto, Ontario. She is the author of Triage, a chapbook (Duck Lake Books), the Substack Recently, and a variety of other works that can be found in the Tule Review, Sugar House Review, Elevation Review, Lampeter Review, and Wild Roof Journal. She's online at abigailkirbyconklin.us and @akc_poetry_prints

I don’t really go for Marvel movies but

there’s a moment

at the top of “Infinity War,”

where Vision and Wanda

are caught standing

at the crest of a steep,

cobbled, Edinburgh street.

Viz is half-buried

in his high, winter collar,

Wanda’s chin

tipped up to find him

in the windy dark.This, Vision tries

to say,

this. He grapples,

words for the paltry

effort of holding

one’s heart out to another,

whispering

here.

Please.

Wanda takes

his panicked syllable,

exhales a nod,it’s good. Reaches

for his face,

this

is good.

And I don’t

really go for Marvel

movies, but I go

for that scene,

that Scottish hill,

every time.

That raw scrape

and soothe

of asking someone

if they will love you,

let you love them,

if they will,

if they’ll,

if—