#1161 - let them come

 

1161

7.iii.23

4.66

let them come

 

single spies, batallions

 

the air inscribe

a scribble wittingly

 

kennings of where we are

 

we’ll make ready

leaf cloud sway

 

a wheelbarrow abandoned

gives the garden higher

 

stroke of a sometimes pen, a brush

 

they, on such wings as provide

and the dark hid queen well hived

 

let them come

all glimmer ringing

 

little truths

each lit for a fuse

 

one often falls asleep for them

 

bottle was

an armchair, guitar

 

I call a breeze through too

 

make a map

 

let time pour into the tune

 

sky fairies, statues to life

genius here and now

the whole wise knowing of a world

 

adjust the eyes from

a body like

 

and listen

 

let them come