Sunday, November 23, 2014

letter nowhere

buoying moorland more land
hounds the steppe step
escapo the fogs fog

rise low where
otherwise where wise
they never

tundra ice melts mid
winter midst frost flower
fleeting because cause

pulls cause a string
a wooden car
on a string ten years

from now now mid
winter no more land
you said too to write of

trivialities but when
where wise
they never when

correspondence breaks
it breaks off
ex folium

the weeping once
black-eyed susan will
weep freeze again

escapo down
turn down the this
of this thaw that again