after walking to the post office in november

the cheeks are globes

the lips are numb

_________

_______

we were displaced from the beginning

door, frame, —__      in bevel —

sound alignment

point of reference, center

being

point of perception

.   .   .   .   .

o piacentina

do not fret

will find

your sister

on the sabbath

hat of white

l

_

the oak-tree at the edge of the yard

boundary near

edge of ravine,

of alley

Canticle.

…

Clean socks,

underwear

undershirt

pants

sweater (gift from son, plum)

clean hair

teeth

face

ointment for the sore between

the toes on right foot

..

i go to work.

i greet the day.

.

oh and these shoes.

.   .

one hand open, one hand closed

on the same berth of the ship

of the transatlantic journey

once again

now that i live in this state, ten

fingers to the third i

hear the sound of the crow

a black shell in macadam

in (asphalt)

i bent to pick it up.   it stayed put

even in the zoom and in the

far-away shot (view) it stayed – a small black

shell (with gold)

`   `   `   `   `  `

after a year of fog

sleet

after this year of cranium

degree

pause, rest, ear

. . .

or was it a sapsucker

it had the stuttering black &

white markings

on its body, but without the red head

and also that striking shape of a head in the shape of a hammer

assigned to its chord inside the instrument