one risk an aster
a daisy pie a pasture
there a shooting star
frond well o’er a belle
lingering a friendly door
a table sett on
kith a kickstand
evening what time we look
rising as it falls
Poetry
one risk an aster
a daisy pie a pasture
there a shooting star
frond well o’er a belle
lingering a friendly door
a table sett on
kith a kickstand
evening what time we look
rising as it falls
hwil a whalebone whelm
scrimshaw cavendish twilit
candle waxers dip
turquoise the grayest
vacuum made in how loud
a dust mote lay round
at a Phoenician
ziggurat I carry dock
a sandman maker
fir tree lay bow’d wood
undulate a yellow down
to our rook led land