more whence

I fix an ivy carpet

forth the northern porch,

to wrestle with the rain

and soften matted light,

tousle too an air

for your step through

 

so nearness perch

 

the tangled inmost ear

in flight and footfall,

from such as you

more whence than whom,

also almost not

as half in love so soon

 

Posts of this nature may be found at: jayaladn@blogspot.com  —

this day forward, mostly older writings; this one, June, 2010.

New poems, as always, here.

K2 Bermuda

all in between

cartographies

centre (nota bene)

Hawaii, maybe,

likelier Polaris,

as existence, habit,

maybe as little

to lee as

a bliss-point-

counter, surely

clockwise, &

consciousness,

impromptu &

Sargasso blue

explain it;

I would know that

& cut a knot,

oars aloft,

myself, flatlander,

in a retronet

To Early Now

should be d..e..c..

already where

an ember-ring

this side a tong,

a turned log

& an iron sound

as beckon can,

but such adjust

the shift of ash

o’erspread as

solstice wide

as snow-lands

that day, now,

cut nothing

that may grow,

when fallen are,

& who & who, as

one may know

as threnody,

comes a bee