It is of note that the crow did not caw
and no one saw the raven.
And yet, the sparrow conked out
feasting on beauty
: spring berries,
alive
with food poisoning.

Out on the cold
The radiator hums
Awaiting results

An hour editing
dashes to comma splices, and back
leaves turn

the red world
sits on apostrophes’ or Atlas’
mote of Earth

choosing
the right word
wet trousers

i rake
frail pages of my novel
after strong wind

energy is(
cracking knuckles, popping joints
)alive in the body

my back pops
as the wind floats a
seedling

tree! tree!
how do flowering trees
spread their seeds?

flight
before man, the earth and sky
anemochory*

the leaf learned to fly: a butterfly

windless heat
a whisper of rain-
bow, relief

cigarette
does not consume my rage
humidity

shadows,
mirror, glass window.

clarity
evades sight.