28 October 2021
Another trespass
On tan cottage and red house
Set back from the road
Set backs define age
Our age, each age, death’s approach
Revving us to live
Was that the yogi
Or Heidegger? College kid?
Death obliges us
To do, else impasse
Make us immortal, like no
Thing we can see
Black sand beach, blue sea
I took some rocks and black sand
For friend’s widower
Whispered in Pele’s
Ear, deaf to the state sign's mouth
Ordering stasis
In name of tortoise
Walled off from crowd, happy I-
phones appropriate
Turquoise, white flayed fringe
Of wave, our last stop before
We left, she left ten
Days later, tidal pools
Some months past that private earth-
quake; he plans his beach death
Canoe to other
Side, myth and reality
Both, if not at once
We can choose to die
Makes us strong this letting go
Like fish nets released
To tide and random
(Or is it?) chance like a die
Oddly singular
For dice, its living
Noun, solid until you roll
It, evanesces
Then, abstract numbers
Asemic equations, la-
Va, meaning to go
As “she” or “he” go
Or wai, as the ocean does
Make each noun a verb
So harbor harbors
Us or bay bays at crescent
Sky afflicted moon
Like Lilith on leash
Unleashing instinct to hunt
Kalij scatter off.
Note: Noun-verb exercise based on a section of Robin Wall Kimmerer's _Braiding Sweetgrass_.
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