Summer comes to settle its weight on the southern hemisphere.




lips synch
to days adazzle
in tongue
earth to earth
the wonder of now
on its own
all things considered
night's stellar insouciance
brings me down to earth
lost to light
my solitude awash
with the sea
eye to eye
the bottom line
still there
out of the depths
the sound of swords beaten
and war no more
it is seen –
the shape of the cloud
when it was
my creek reflection
clear the headstone –
in time this breath also
summer clouds
the gannet's dive
a life without language
before it's done