zetetic kitezh

(via Peter Singer on Fb)

the noon siren · ordinary
not to fear, not · like what's veering
to pummel the islands
with windborne violence

so much sunshine · the mild tinchel
has sown here, though · others before
have brought down trees
& broken windows

red & green hedge · i hurry beside,
leave without a thought · of what may thwart
in the innocent wind
for my weal or my plan

frozen
into what looks like survival

& all the mosquitos sing

Bloodgood's Grob, zipped.

tongue · turned · overnight

"The sward with shrivelled foliage..." --Stickney