#2245 -- they are all of them telling me

                                   

2245

7.52

22.ii.26

they are all of them telling me

 

have you sensed the urgency?

 

talking their heads off

 

each distinct as any other

 

the ant uniquely nest minded

 

the birds and the trees have a message for me

 

and sometimes in a voice like mine

 

it is for telling out the darkness

they are bringing on the light

 

a pumpkin speaks to me in vine

 

of course they are from another world

why would they know my name?

 

every word is a world

 

I always will be that thing I am

 

no two leaves the same

 

tread on my own toes

 

I think that what they are saying is

‘not yet’

‘we are still here’

#2244 -- not a bot

 

2244

7.51

21.ii.26

not a bot

(entrapment)

 

it’s only money they want this time

 

eyes in my head

after the dark

they know’s there

they put it

 

here, type this

or if you’re blind

 

it’s the they – this that

where’s trust today?

 

no more than gathered dust

 

it was an institution

 

we leaf out

 

they say it’s the last heatwave of summer

 

like hope

but then fear was our range

 

those were the days

 

it’s just that we’re each a statistical fact

 

I live at the edge of the weather 

#2243 -- all for a song

 

2243

7.50

20.ii.26

all for a song

uncalendrical

 

your guess

 

they are first with the sun for a conjure

 

so flit and somewhere soar

 

tangle the air in their time’s faster

 

between leaf of skies as blue

as yet to fall

 

bearers of twig

who knows what hunch?

 

all ways now lit

tree’s down

then dance

 

outnesting

 

carry as season on into next

 

home of lice and less

fearlessly aerobatic

 

all hearts with them away

 

your guess

#2242 -- a mind is made of elsewhere

 

2242

7.49

19.ii.26

a mind is made of elsewhere

 

at other times

at all times

and everywhere we are

 

it’s everything till now

mind is

 

best foot forward with

and even without

 

say selfless

it’s from otherwise

from far

 

from words and ways unknown

 

it goes on

as it always was

 

mind won’t remember beginning

 

you won’t even know when it stops

#2241 - exquisite detail

 

2241

7.48

18.ii.26

exquisite detail

 

intricate the tracery

of scat made off to ant lair

 

leaf fallen apart

someone smaller than seeing has

 

all in

real time

rising from the nest

to bright

 

leaf tumble at a stillness

that, too, borne away

 

there’s my world

 

tree by tree

scratch by bark

 

I live in a midst

 

I say valley

I hear road

 

the thing is settled now

 

walk into the grey of rain

 

all the old names are lost  

#2240 -- it's in the dell

 

2240

7.47

17.ii.26

it’s in the dell

 

I have chosen where I will haunt

 

like you’d imagine the farmer to rhyme somewhere

 

of course it’s hypothetical

 

I choose the bright I’ll glimmer in

 

there will be no barking

no all day dog next door

 

I’m deaf then

 

world is out of counting

 

so many shades of grow around

 

leaf tumble at a stillness

 

I will stand for the rain

there is nothing quite like it

 

to have been here

is always to be

 

the moment is eternity

that’s the way it’s done 

#2239 -- hole in the day

 

2239

7.46

16.ii.26

a hole in the day

 

and see through to others

 

all hearts wring there

 

on the wallaby

follow

 

clouds in my way

and peer in

 

a destiny!

clock running off

 

I wouldn’t call door

not give the lintel

 

it’s like a mirror

till sun takes a shine

 

know how not why

 

hole spins

makes like a world

who’ll see?

 

the others do

see to what we’ve become

 

I never remember

just told all the way to here

 

where day’s stain seeps

 

another side the same

 

which least wings float through

 

nor give a second thought

slip away

#2238 - a tree is fire

 

2238

7.45

15.ii.26

a tree is fire

 

and lines rung up

is a song and come on the breeze

 

scratch signs

lives so arrayed

 

tell the claws along

 

first and last

all night’s there

 

every web spun

 

make midst of a clearing

gather skies in

from seed furl

from dawns done

 

it blunts the axe of mind

 

there is the story I’m telling

there is the here of it now

 

a tree is fire

we ring around

 

here’s our compass still  

#2237 - to exist is one thing

 

2237

7.45

14.ii.26

to exist is one thing

just a draft

 

to be a thing

just to be

to be matter

solid, neither made

nor ever to be other-than

 

unless something else

changed, yes of course

and there’s our pure delight

just to be thing un-thing

solid, or not

even diaphanous, entity

or else a force

and some say nature

 

to such extent

to matter

 

so then to live

if idly

as by whim

to even grow

say reach

be moved

 

not just by breeze

or Earth’s turning

to go

tug tide

 

to tell it to the moon, the stars

 

and on alone

 

come the wriggle inch

till wheel

till roll along

decide your way

or all fours crawl

 

not be where you were planted

 

to feel along

to touch we’d say

and more

 

the eye and catch at

to hear the tall wind

cringe

 

then to know it for a fact

to know I am deciding

to know this as I am

 

clock’s ticking

even when there’s none

 

to watch

and know you’re watched

to entertain suspicions

 

to tell

I mean to speak of this

to mean

and so to wonder why

to know what what’s what

know what you don’t

 

and to forget

 

then upright

count distance

stare out the sky

 

to know you go

be for a while remembered

 

this is as far as we’ve come