august us

summer recedes through angles

of new feathers

a fading away of

purple martins

a gust of

downwardspiralling leaves

like the dry flakes

of early snow

ecce il segno

harvested hopes : fall

in layers of days

time waiting to

reseed.

colliding scope

shape and form convince me

grey whales: shards in motion

the swells of water gently colliding

within frames of wild formality

a run of colours replacing sand

a certain ratio obtained

in smoothed angles and edges

words unuttered strive to emulate

physics but melt and fall into

the heraclitean flow

then I glimpse a gull

wheeling unconstrained

in mid-song.

venn diagrams

punctuating my stride

in the still cool

morning light

I stop and read

dewheavy spiderwebs

mercurybeaded: slung

in venn diagrams

across hedgerows on

the verge of

fall’s coming rust

and winter’s

thinning