when a breeze blows / through grasses or branches / light touches the harp…
Across the bay, they’re building a house
/ with a glass wall, panes all the way up
/ into the gable, windows that wrap
Listen. Put on morning.
/ Waken into falling light.
/ A man’s imagining
/ Suddenly may inherit
/ The handclapping centuries
/ Of his one minute on earth.
/ And hear the…
Its light is in the grass,
/ Its yearning in the white gull’s cry
So without sediment
/ Run the clear burns of my country,
/ Fiercely pure,
/ Transparent as light
/ Gathered into its own unity,
/ Lucent and without colour;
/ Or green,
When daylight came
/ the sun fell over my body.
/ In the skyline
/ swallows were in flight.
/ They migrated to a world elsewhere
/ in sunlight—
/ to where…
It is my two-year-old daughter’s first total lunar eclipse. We light butter
/ lamps and offer special prayers. My father thumbs…
He has gone down into darkness at the wrecked end of the year
And is lying, gaberlunzie, in the needled nest of frost.
The arctic thrushes call for him although he cannot hear.
I have a little shadow that goes in and out with me,
/ And what can be the use of him is…
My tea is nearly ready and the sun has left the sky;
/ It’s time to take the window to see Leerie…
/ This is the myth we chose to do without;
/ and surely the painter imagined the garden he shows
O nobly-born, listen. Now thou art experiencing the Radiance of the Clear Light of Pure Reality.
/ Recognize it. O nobly-born,…