Tuesday, April 16, 2024

forecast for an April morning

 


unusual--boldly wildly it comes
(recoiling)
--the blow of it--
blame rests with the wind
blustering so fierce
relentless pressing of grass & grasping
(shift--deflect)
blame might lie on the abundance of flowers;
sun-bright punch-drunk tulips
daffodils lemon-blonde
hyacinth noble & heavy
dismantled--unburdened
of karma's sentence
(those fucking uptight
time-junkies)
passing my hand across the surface of things
texture & temperature
allow the release
allow the leap
easy--to lay the crime on things
easy to surrender to the bliss of the thing
for 1 x 1 moment--
more than likely it is the wind

today, i would wed you