#438 - so much unseen to me

10.iii.21

438

2.69

so much unseen to me

 

the pocketful dark

                                                                                    

curve of the Earth

the turning

 

frame of bones I am

 

true meaning of a clock’s intentions

the workings

the unscripted picks

tricks of how come

who to be

 

mirror and sleep

 

inward life of the tree

 

light of the thing in the word

and every other language

 

sleight of what the hand

and what the eye

 

garden of the treasure under

frond frog’s languor and leap

 

unsettling the kick-up

 

little drama of the leaf

life, death

 

stairs up to the head

lost footsteps

 

other planets starring elsewhere

 

my self hidden

above all others

 

I’m listening out

I get a whiff

 

is all of this to wash away?

is all of this to burn?

 

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