CAT WALK.

the rising and falling of shoulder blades.

                        FIRE WORKING.

the red legged millipede,

attracting the poet’s attention,

finds itself

inside the poem.

                (the poem is the unfolding of time

which is to say,

this particular millipede, is a real millipede

and not a millipede of memory or of the imagination.

It really crawls over these concrete steps I sit upon.)

TAKE FLIGHT.

                A bird lands on a tree branch

sends a curtain of raindrops

crashing from the leaves.

The secret to learning is this-

staying in the one place, for a very long time.

Still.

The branch trembles. The leaves tremble.

grass lives. tiny forest. swath of utopian green.