Attraction Cum Being
A hole in the dirt & a seed in the wind
are we. Ask the sun, life or death
come to nothing without this gravity.
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Incarnate
fragrance empties a nest, not florets of ovaries
its dust & sugar, not what eggs are pregnant with
ecstasies of pinnate & spiral (not the revealed hole)
conceal each vessel of seed---a soul’s entirety
Erigeron pinnatisectus
Emptiness Is A Nest Of Consequence
what's in the ruin where holes are the roots of tombs
corpse or embryo if not to be is the seed of divinity?
A Hole Essence
trees reach deep into the ground to feel for light & what ants make of it
is the reach I want
The Sun
Weal Of The Sierra Nevada
A wasp is a potter who shapes the ruin. The live-jar she yields will flood carrion, even lives past, the shape of a deluge. Past coitus the sea when a mountain is exhausted. Its live-jar a valley ravished. The potter in the mud flats where evaporation yields makes the dark shine with larvae.
