928
At the interstice is the fear
And joy spreading arms--
At the terminal's
Wide concourse marble
Volition breaks--
Undoing at this verge
The steady mask.

927

926

925

924

923

922

921

920
Insufflated moment--
A bird's voice stilled
Dailyness,
And called time
To small-breathed focus--
Wind poise--
Sensed chime unheard.

919

918

917

916
In coral accrescence
A reef of years
From present motes unnoted done--
Til hours blue and weeks
Red and yellow in remembrance
Rigid stand;
Underwrote by shadow nows forgot,
All far about to eye amazed.

915

914

913

912

911

910

909
Hazard's exfiltration
Of present from the past
Is the office of a moment
Who's duty's first is last.
Memory's a suitor
With proposals--to time--
Of selected emendation
To suit narrative's creation.
In memory I lie--
Its case indifferent show--
A symbol writ in water--
What's gone is what I grow.

908

907

906

905

904

903
The seashell as condign artifact
Of a program fault:
You'd bent over its abstract
Organic
As your spine's curve
Whose calcited nodes were conversation once
To my weary head in a wooden room--
Now shell once scarfed in sand
And shadowless day
Is specimened in glass,
Imperfection's calculus unsubdued.

902

901

900

899
The reality is singular it's the wind
And not the field's green wave of it--
Nor shape of cloud nor star but sky--
The dappled grass bends still,
In dark and light--
Nor time but future foregone--
Nor other word but your eye.

898

897

896

895

894