Tossing a glance

January 14, 2008
Tossing a glance
A crocodile is aimed from upriver to eat
A robin-- burbles from a dripping bush
Will learn through the chain link at an improbable world
Avoid any enclosed space.

It stormed all night
That usually woke me from rest afraid of monsters
Now it cleared
Face pressed to the wind
Throats and lungs swollen
And our absent names untangle.

At a table with silver candlesticks
I pointed to a place where kids had made angels in the snow,
They float forever--
When wings can wear a human face
For a world not yet won
He will not fall until he notices his mistake

I could feel the sun coming off the water
All the singing is in the tops of the trees
All seemed at peace.

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