I cannot fault your etiquette, "Fate had you by the heel". I state that Europe has committed to democracy; Achilles might personify this at present given the silence in Rome, Madrid, and Paris. I hope our solidarity endures afterward, for another great recession is coming, and thereafter another counter-culture will rise from the discontent and be fated to excess.
Daybreak: a sleeve of wind’s voice, Gentle ululations, then a smear of gold
There’s a shuddering of sequined water Reflecting ice-veined crags still frozen In distress.
A living lens snaps the moment All the way to its vanishing point. Then, long, slow sepals, slippery As syllables of a foreign language, Transmute to a giant bloom, A silk-red reflection falling upward, Tumbling over pink-sheep clouds Interrupting the stillness Of this blue-grey universe.