#44 - courtesy of light (two poems)

44

13.2.20

two poems

courtesy of light

back in those days

we were building a woods

by mere inattention

it might have been Mars

the same with wings

all said and done

no prizes for intention

for all the echoing in me

still there’s a way we meant it

call it a knack if you please

breathless until

curled up into

courtesy of light

the day

and patches of it

caught

to wonder if a thing comes good

let rain be splash

mud so

a wording and a gloss

for notes towards the problem of time

 a waste of it

if you think of a world and of words

will it then be there?

a symbol set and shadow so

take truth between these proposition

in flagrante delicto

where else to go?

mist specs         

for fact

it’s only in this in between

we wish

machinery of here, now

things reckoned

and so wrecked

                              

I was busy with it

climbed the ladder, flew

eyes shut I see

through a glass

hand over hand

or this many

invisible citizen

so softly gone

who has not sunk

in these sands before

a shorthand for the real