the all the permutations of is-ness

freefalling the blossoms sprung

she who becomes
the apparition 
of her scent

a part across from a godwit's carbon footprint

what is left
after the fall
of shadows
there
yes there
its
the other—
a sanctuary light
fills her eyes
mistreading
a sand wader's
misprint
on a rock
absorbed in a daydream
summer rain
with each gust
a gull alights afresh
on the fence