Archive for August 12th, 2012

In this moment

Posted by on Sunday, 12 August, 2012

In this moment

singing pines stroke
a gray-blue sky

bare branches extend
to swelling tips of twigs

sunlight polishes
grass to green luster

the clock
measures these moments

(infinity unmeasured)
and in this moment

I want for birds that have not
come this morning,

for birds that have not
sung their evening song,

for candlelight—
the glass of wine, the loaf of bread

for the conjugation of touch
coming back to present tense…

for sunlight and rain
to ease the long drought.

I want and again I want.
for birds that have not come.