As/Is







4.28.2006


Turning

Examine the tree-
a man stands
tall yet bending,

always bending
towards sky
to ground,

all his leaves
trembling
like children

in such wind,
such wind whose
hands pull down

and ripping,
dancing, skipping
over hills... escape.

Look at stars-
a woman drinking
light, becoming

near morning,
bird (whose eyes)
propose

to poppies
wildly
growing...

whose tongue
eats slowly
"brightness"

a shell
built around
its pearl.

See the night-
dark, young
and knowing,

the wings
of moth,
soft

sails
folded,
moving.