Friday, 9 May 2025

#1956 - out in the day


 

1956

6.130

10.v.25

out in the day

 

such as

moss soft

 

brisk in the wintering skin

 

slept till

all weather befallen

 

a mist to come by

 

day like breath grown round

like the creek runs on

 

grind of the gears of season

 

up with a tune in the trees

and bright

 

hear the very grass rise

 

plan for each next sunfall

make of this my map

 

and then a moon is given

it’s where the eyes adjust 





















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