ruin rumi

Rokeby reviewed.

marches in argyle
stumbles with a rye lag
evaporates hent
& you know the score then

veshch nary i saved
from the absquat Vedas
whose closing seemed rathe
nor had we other Earth

ever severer
cairn of perfect reverse
falling the storm crane
welkin this day nacre

Leigh Mercer in The Believer.