[23 July 2019] Let us go to a time When the night sky rolls out before us like an unfurled scroll I read line by line, Buttressed by earth beneath us, enshrined by the maiden above us With long, dark hair; The city noises and the cab drivers down by High Street and Clark Have…

[22 July 2019] The sound of wandering footsteps, the footsteps of children, the place of rain outside of time’s swift blows (passing without thought between one thing and the next, unsuspended, untransacted, asking nothing but that it might become something like itself) – the red of your lips and your blood and the gate against…

[11 July 2019] Longing, the sea, and, at the final moment – touch

[9 July 2019] hot winds off desert sands cool in cathedral shade vineyards and canals and hopscotch sheep graze in fields queen kneels before her throne once more

I thought that there was time to do the things I needed to do. I thought I needed time to do the things I needed to do. I thought I needed to do time. I thought I needed to do the things time needed to do. I thought there was needed to do. I thought…