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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