#2109 - nest

2109

6.282

9.x.25

nest

at Forth

 

so many wonders

one house can be

so much elsewhere in it

 

a ridge lit breezing window out

 

with unknown birds, the road begins

 

here is the play of detail and scale

just at the sun’s first throw

 

so many little landscape escapes

there are many of us here

 

some grim, some determined, one facing away

the quizzic few resigned

 

some in cloth, quite naked

nor is there one unless we light

 

lights caged, a bellows bigger

gourds and hives and time contained

 

creatures are coming out of the walls

there is a horse well ridden

 

so may it please us here

the flowers will arrange   

 

there is a face worn down to a tail

one must leave carefully

 

clouds queue such an horizon as this  

we wait for the world to hatch