inside the body
of a bird the song
opens
in my life how can there be
a summer’s end
inside the body
of a bird the song
opens
in my life how can there be
a summer’s end
what the crows are doing
louder and more important
under the half moon bridge
this upside-down world
jacarandas
the bee still comes
to the fallen
alone in the library
I open
to autumn