ARRIVAL

The moment silence lost ours—
mind separated                                    Axiom

            Wind moving water
            invisible us.                            

Like rushing boulders of memory
            light-lack control:                   Blind
           
            Quiet murmurs thought
            still air-mute.


Convulsion birdsong
Call — warble.            .


Deficit:
            wood-brook divided.
Loblolly
           root-seams
                                fishing
now herring—
                                Marsh-drink forgotten
I: Cattails in parallel sway—
                                 Eye in continuum.


                              Hoof-mud litters our straw—
The bails fingered opaque
in pre-dawn
Built up:
            Disfigure placement.

Scattered by opposition,
                      we thin as
            our pools darken:
     Knots expressing folly.
                        Cud masking eyes in soil—


 Trout gather:
                     We red found in figure,
                                birch-warm eyes
                                            touched.

Fingers trickle down
                      air-thought reaching—
                              Forage well-pots
                                           silk white,
            Cloth-fragile: