Article 13

William Allegrezza



waters

at zero we are
as oracles or leaves
before being born.

left with light to seek
direction from the pool,
though of ear, of tide.

we have straddled the
pavement and dreamed
through woods our republic,

but we remain under
eaves listening to
voices muted through

rain on pebbles through
closed windows as
entrances sealed.



planting

i decided to regularize the placement
&nbsp&nbsp  yet i spotted rocks already painted
left under barberry branches&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp  to no
purpose
&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp  and the underground tunnels of
field mice seeking winter shelter.
&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp i
did not know&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp  what to do in
destruction or ignorance&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp  to
forget an instant in forced decision
to fade.
&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp  the winds came while
the plot resurfaced&nbsp&nbsp  to metamorphose
with the season&nbsp  into something to shun
until new buds rise and the songs come
clear with spring.




William Allegrezza
 
 
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