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