Dew Point
by Laurie Joan Aron

"The temperature at which a vapor condenses." --
Webster's Seventh Collegiate Dictionary

We hung like droplets from the sills,
whirling wet and dry bulb thermometers over
Oceania Street.
Of us junior scientists, none fell, and only I missed
the damp epiphany.
Oceania was as hard-paved as Corporal Stone,
but ensorcelled, it vaporized after graduation,
taking the dew point's mysteries with it.
Decades of my ignorance later, in a swirling mist,
dew drops cling to thin branches.
I am at the dew point, inside air turning into water,
mystery alchemized into mystery.

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