birds – Life in the Multiverse

En ala

Me self is always crawling
out the window

Matins

When I come to wake
There is a bird there
Already

The birds know what they’re about: Aviation The birds know what they’re about: raucous coupling raucous dissent raucous hunger the terrible rapture of first-flight the apocalypse of three-dimensional space I am a poor novitiate: I sit, I watch, but seldom learn with more than my pen. tomorrow, maybe, I’ll open my throat or stretch aContinue reading “Aviation”

On Peace 1

My mother will sometimes quip that she is part plant – something to do with being solar-powered. It must be a gene I’ve inherited because I pop awake with the sun. Daylight savings wreaks havoc with me. This past summer, I picked up the habit of decamping to the back porch in the early hoursContinue reading “On Peace 1”