4034
To pass is forever
Yet out the window nothing really moves,
Not the crossing geese, the parking cars,
The intermittent face; the dailyness:
As if eternity were a point,
A present moment.
4034
To pass is forever
Yet out the window nothing really moves,
Not the crossing geese, the parking cars,
The intermittent face; the dailyness:
As if eternity were a point,
A present moment.
4029
A clout on the head
With a word from wind
To wood made me wordless:
Such respite!
To sense without reflection
Like a cat at a window.
4025
Full flowers most unseasonably
Lush even to the cobbles where
Oval shadows of leaves tremble
With the air
Ephemeral as a glance,
Remember?
Virtual lilac rosemary violet
Infused corridors bloomed,
Like courts in panoply,
Long in show yet short in everyway
External.