before the beginning
a rogue preface

an unwanted introduction throwing voodoo pins at a line drawing of your nervous system

Yellowstone
Etna
Maybe a cargo train with square wheels

but after,
deliverance in presence…

through the chess game of rocks
the ambition of ferns
the patience of streams

Ghandi
Brett from the allotment
a stone wall leaning on the ropes of the ring

open you're eyes, and you will see

there
through the mist
beyond the pine trees
over the sea

casting for mackerel off the ken

a thousand miles away but alive and growing in confidence

starships. chances.

a kind of light that you are content to not understand.