31.i.23
1126
4.31
a
welcome to the work 
or
first of possibly many 
come in come in 
shoes off 
come feet first 
let light bright the words 
so go beyond 
unburden 
welcome intensity 
sparseness too
distraction
welcome to my wilderness 
here’s weather 
come gone
other things lost 
all being equal 
shall we not cease hostilities? 
although there’s no arriving – welcome! 
stop just where we are 
a kind of eternity 
just a moment please
tell me out of which world 
wings come through 
such as may swat, admire 
follow my smudge stain scribble scrawl 
already in the picture 
already in the poem 
and being here now
(you’re welcome)
you must join up your own dots 
make the music 
how briefly all are 
how few too
it’s time 
and time is running out 
for a treaty with all creatures 
a treaty with the trees
I cannot claim to have much of a plan 
it’s lovely to meet you here 
 

 
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