He has shown his people the power
of his works giving them the land
of other people.
"...the land of other people."
*
rust hill's edge
with 7 idiot trees
Barber's Hill where they hung the barber
who throttled the barber's wife. Still,
here the bracken shouts, "Prehistory!"
green
mustard
oxide red
russet
the first rust
*
The Dee's a silver will and yammering.
*
Valle Crucis
horsefly cloud
dead trace
corner music
*
Llangollen Mary had a little lamb
but Mary Rhyme was older. Still,
path down is conker strewn
glisten where
the shabby leaves
the shabby leaves
*
human falls: delicate
sky mirror just up
from ferment
white
Stately rapist mallard drakes
go closer to the weir.
*
The clocks askew
*
This many crows are broke charcoal
clattering on rain thick clumps of grass.
*
You'd learn the thing but
never
quiet
enough
quiet
enough
Come down again
to sweet detritus riverside
