“The sounds which I hear with the consent and coincidence
of all my senses, these are significant and musical.”

“Heard a blue bird in the woods about a week ago.”

—Henry David Thoreau

more now of pastures
juniper knee-like
wind yellow
almost bound

myriad nervous objectless
points receive sky    the
unconsumed visual wound
as bare clouds disperse
each feather
grows however
illimitable launched

dreamed eye
hand is kind leaf
musquash not one
paddle rain
starts the young
zenith a
boat comes