1096

1095

1094

1093
Of gladness with changing circumstance:
I am the field when it touches me
.
Is the chit'ring rain
My thoughtless shell at night
.
The near-fetched motions of others
Make my instant self.

1092

1091

1090

1089

Fold back the years, book them down

To recollection's inconsequence,

A smallness in hand,

With brevity's false axioms leaved--

While we make time's still front

And with discandied sentiment

Elsewhither from this precipice gaze.

1088

1087

1086

1085

1084

1083

1082

The whorled race of silver

With motion paused,

And without, cool potence

Of apex, curve, topped, bent--

Mirror latent in tree shade

Of its courses winding.

1081

1080

Slipped on the balance once

To find unheld its iron weight,

And iron-borne a public rate.

Assumed aslant another scale

Whose needle was more fine,

As easily mismeasuring

A personal estate.

1079

1078

1077

1076

1075

The epiphany of the desktop

Unsought yet beheld

In the co-opted sun of thought

Is the needful clutter of purpose

To foreordained end:

No blank to stay by small devices,

Or calenders fondly marked

For spanless continuance.

1074

1073

1072

1071

1070

1069

1068

1067
Let me not in others
My own opinion fix--
As a moon by reflection gauged--
But of grooves and peaks qualitied,
And shadows to itself vouchsafed.

1066

1065

1064

Van Gogh's sower in the sun

Strides a suicide's field

In his harvest planning

By the turn of numbered days.

These opportunity birds will ensky the report,

Clacking the sudden air.

1063

1062

The key to all mythologies

Lies not in the past--

Stranger locks

Close temporal chimeras.

You stand in the sun.

Marjoram is for midsummer; for middle age:

How do you spell yourself to yourself?

1061

1060

Lady in thy oracles

Be all my pasts remembered

As trifles of the time

Upon s pupil negligent practiced,

Small sanctimony adhering.

1059

1058

Sleeping light and certain shadow

And transience made a stone

Is a future self undone.

Antecedent to the completion

Of the stuff I have to hand

Is the hour of my hand's devising

Unlooked come to a stand.

Bloodless day to dawn wind stirring

The blades of warming grass

Have a valedictory taint--

The grass stirs still.

1057

1056

1055

1054

1053

1052
Was one of those excursions
Like first light random-shaped
By airs local and large,
Now interwove with this earth and sea's margin,
Our beach,
Reed and water scored to desultory words
Of sand and mist granular alike
To partial selves by love encrypted,
By affection ope'd.

1051

1050

1049

1048

1047
It is ___ but not
By Narmada such color it is a dream
Of confounding suitability--
Garment of folded wing,
A current of sun has bled
Your red and gold into the air,
And rippling Rewa joins the sky--
At earliest dawn, yet alone,
Would it be thus?
Or, to wash the water with hand and foot--
To be reverenced by a deity.

1046

1045

1044

In imagined contests

Animals, rare in judgement,

Tip social scales, and victor,

With self-praise warm,

Or cellphone laurel,

Conjure up scrupulous fears--

Animals, rare in judgement,

Make tokens character,

To slough the brunt of recognition,

To hide upon the skin,

To change one hour for the next.

1043

1042

Mr. Louis Mendes.

1040

1039

1038

1037

1036

The scope of the car's not too large

For leaves,

At new variance

Parted from the branch

And life's beck;

Realigned in chance grace--

Nor emblemed,

Nor diminished, unobserved.

1035
Uncertain's the marrow to prisons of sense
Of nature that snuffs and fans
Its sentient desires to itself un-nature,
And the unfixed prinicple fix,
And taste the pith of the largest in the smallest thing.

1034

1033

1032

Sublime is ordinary,

Edged with comparisons,

As grain in star

To sharp beholding--

Pluck a quality askant

From dull expectation,

By relative, revelation.

1031

(photo of portion of "Metromorphosis" by Corinne Grondahl)

1030

1029

1028

1027

Penumbra's sky remembers me

In colors as the hour--

To ocean's yesterday

My natal stroke still tumbles

Salute to shaded eye--

Shadows recall their angle

To my breathing step--

And breath creating world

Depending from my thread,

Til hazard's knife tell umbra.

1026

1025

Immaculate structure

Is the flower through stricture expressed

As air petal-shaping,

As suns curved and coursed in embering space,

As presence by absence molded--

Illusions of distinction

In fold and folded.

1024

1023
Rogue disquisitions
Faster than light
As sermons at c's shrine
Cast lures made
Of what is sought;
Bishops and bankers
In the precincts of the senses.

1022

1021

1020

1019

1018

1017
Indifferent eye
Aspergered oval
Saw mirrors as clear glass
And windows of air reflections
Categorical in a frame.
Oculus apraxic
By custom stunned, custom-made
To suit an angular light--
But when done is future
Let vision name blindness sight.

1016

1015

1014

1013

1012

Was absence once

An unexpected hour--

What detachments compose

A landscape, a view--

The cicada ghost of sound

Rising, dying,

Her voice the empty pause.

1011

1010

1009

1008

To share this frame's improbable

With a start-eyed bird,

Who'd language me upon sleeping

If there was a word.

What identifying symbol

Fills interpretation's need?

Assessment in its glance

Sized me with better speed.

A slightness in its person

Held all of my estate,

Synchronicity's but an emblem

Of our partnership in fate.

1007

1006

1005

1004

1003
Being in it with wind on face
Felt like mortality--
Wind slipped by fellow sea;

Brief impediment I stood,
Sand shod,
In garment snapped pennants of boundary,
Encroached upon desolation--
And a salt eye
In turn encroached
By this border's harbinger of an echo
Of a state forgot.

1002

1001

1000

A walk into morning

Seems names for motion and slant time

On skin and eye and thought,

Yet too, itself unwitnessed--

Unwitnessed to itself.

Interloped and partnered

You shadow of a grassy blade,

Now blade and shadow incorporate,

Impertinent to parsing thought.

999

998

997