30 September 2008


723
No finite or measure
Nor quality of distance lies
In ghost memory shared.
A cramped potential once
Awaited to unfurl--
A single point, a fingertip
Sufficed to one from nought entire--
Tho now the key's withdrawn,
Its undimensioned image still
In a mutual space resides.

21 September 2008


712
As if the day were new
And the world within it,
Habited in welcome chance.
Intention's gloss was in the footnote
Of tree shadow,
In the draft and reveal of a subway grate,
In the reflection upon a square of glass.

711

710

15 September 2008


700
Bone religion in sap;
Punctus contra punctum:
Dessication.
A human song--
The drought-bleached armature,
The marrowed sun.

12 September 2008


697
Time's sleeve's cut to my length,
In one suit the first and last--
All measure in this fold's surmise,
And at that seam the heaven's edge.