Palinode 29

I am here I am
Measuring time by the sun

Completeing the next step
Toward productivity

Rain, feed me, fruits plump sweet

Imagine (how) the free world copes

Radiant and alone, your feathers

you

imagine a morning

without anticipation

Palinode 28 pt2.

The arrangement

                         not imaginary



so much activity around


                                                 “crickets



                                                                               like you wouldn’t


                                                         believe”

Palinode 28

They are there are                not imaginary                not

an arrangement    /arraignment/      on a cover     or book before a court

“Ah, but the day shifts so remorselessly,” says Joanne

—stable or unstable—           can’t measure time by the sun

Footsteps


Footrest


Table, my Chair                What ____less____ is calling me back here?


          this typepad

arranged in a REAL way you look silly scratching for words

Lost to the               “Fix yourself,” they say,

                                                 “make it.”

Move Bruise

Topple blades of grass, grow however

                                                                        you please

Palinode 27

Project forward.          Face the         window and arrange the _______,

(though they are not arrange-able/ physical/ there)

facing the window,

(though they are the picture on the cover of a book. )

Say like/ Something like /_______ is not easy./

Put them here:


What occurs to me, I mean OCCURS to me is that there is not much to think about except missing, feeling uneasy, feeling almost watched, feeling the sun setting meaning less time for arranging and writing till it is dark and walls come out of nowhere. Mocking house, where time is slower, making signs to get my attention—to be a real house! I don’t want to be a wife,        made a wife of it

(anything it),                                    why must I explain?

More like IN IT, in it love of

things, love of things from afar--

Weak vine, will you grape forever? Sour? Should I sound the dinner bell to tell them? What is ready? I mean, “ready,” what is it? I’m not in it.