as eyes seize it
on every wall
a child grows the confidence
for life’s fastness
all this borrowing
who are we borrowing from
how did they get it
all in all bubbles
are the farts in the bath
of the froth virus
all of the world
staring at the ocean
sometime soon
corpse
what is gone?
that question?
long cold
behind the shale wall
frogs fast asleep
at the edge of light
a cat is watching nothing
moving slowly
autumn is done
winds are tearing leaves
run to ground
who is speaking leaves
finding autumn on a glance
under the snow
the reeds the rushes and the marshy grasses
climbing slowly
i pass many of my selves
on this mountain
visiting
the crowded hermitage
no hermit
i fell in love with
the leaves that never fall
it’s all over now
in sitting until
the place becomes your own
when it adopts you
in the fall it is held
breathless upon the water
this longing
eternity
in a moment of ecstasy
left there
it seems that i must
submit to this loneliness
covid hermitage
conversation
moving with a shadow
across a wall
november’s blackbird
pecking at the long shadows
of shortening days
november
and the cat is cooking
in the sunshine
lies lies
they have stolen my lies
would i lie to you
childhood images
this day
it is talking
listen
ghoul wind
why have you come for me
so soon
squally showers
sparrows blown like leaves
on sun rain
there is no time like now
punctuation
dancing on meaning
in parenthesis
words
zithering on the wind
this is fall
i am just sitting
at the hub of the seasons
looking straight ahead
fingers running
through the cat’s backed fur
she kneads
