Summer’s Work

Summer’s work:

Swim in stars’

pinprick light.

Wrap

in silver light cast by

rigid cutout moon

against gathering

Azure-fading-to-Heliotrope

sleep.

Dream of bears and

ice lace, longing into

understory.

Watch scintillant droplets of worry

dissipate in

sunrise’s supersaturate.

Tell a story about sitting in place.

Still the mind.

Listen to wind

speak stories.

Learn the language

of trees that

prove literacies

live

both

in the codex

on the land.

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