#441 - cloudspeak

 

14.iii.21

441

2.73

cloudspeak

(forest of signs)

 

by ladder

dizzy make flourish and steady

 

first light is where and what was written

notice in the tremble then

                                                                      

by beanstalk

in the risen sap

tall characters, kerns, serifs

 

these less than wondering

still tell

 

I dreamt a tracery

and come to rhyme

without a fare, on foot

 

through falling fire

 

rub, print through

emboss, engrave        

such sparkling wit

 

was looking for a lost museum

the written stone

a pond mist clearing

heaven knows

 

stars in their courses

all worlds spell

 

this is the trail I am following

webs, the dim written in

scrub the land to grow again

 

composing decomposing

littlest of all come lullaby

 

by accident of working words

having made luck

guess

 

read the hoofwork, follow

notch tracks up an arm

 

warning

and we take them to

bury to worry the bone

 

losing count of the wood

 

birds ringing and

go upside down

after nectar

 

come cadences

 

a scrawl

in unsteady hand

 

for the record notice the nothing happening

 

a forest of light

where the rain had stood

the garden where we read

 

and dig for this notation

around us in the air

 

writing eyes closed, don’t know

will signs live beyond us?

 

slow as the weather come