14 June 2015


A falling leaf
Became a bird,
And the trees preened their feathers
With the light morning air:
Fellows we, in my eye,
By an observation
Of this slight duration.

15 May 2015


An accidental shadow
With a fine tolerance measured
Was a phantom malformation proved,
At the aponeurosis 
Of what I think there is
And what there is.
In a field by May surrounded,
I was of a stone considering,
In a picnic sun, the weight
Of perpetuity without continuity.