23 January 2015


That wants observation beyond itself:
The observer's dishonest eye,
That mismodels what it sees,
Which is by this observation altered.
What is engaged in the unity
Of observer and observed?
In a wood am I and of it
Too, by this aging heart.

15 January 2015


Emergent in the expect of it,
There you are.
Is love's conjuration real,
A well-lit encounter
That a larger mirror makes
Of my old reflection?
Or just energy, neat,
That phantom everywhere?

03 January 2015


The collapse of this wave
Is where we are now,
Next, who knows?
We'll be there too:
Things are so hurried at the random scale
That two worlds spring up
At one's observation.