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—
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