the topmost part of a fire--

can resemble the torquing spittle

of sparking leaves.

singeing a wind to move, just as it

lay its head down on the same forest

depression.

whose braceleted stones ground the

pool of a De-cember rain dance.

so stones can sharpen the knives of

earlier closures of light.

more reflective than the origination

of anything lost & found.

think tree canopies as overdeveloped

as the skies that they trade photographic

memory with.