tree of listening waver with me
untidy, hairy, Twombley-like
scribbled down
quick notes and glanced ideas
flickering words that light up
carry moonshine lichen
like blotting of ink on best waterclour paper
edges magnified with reverberation
a bird unknown flies suddenly up
with loud song right over my head
first walk down upper field after sunrise
clouds of crickets clatter like tiny firecrackers
greeting each step like a magnificent coronation
