five

FUNERAL

whenever he heard
MOUNTAIN IN
GREECE
  bath  kid
looking back at the longer
 evenings
clean
smell good as
 outdoors  where
beer people
shook (imperfect)
the pear tree

MORNING

  boil
 egg
few gouts of kimchi
juice  sun
  going
green on her

MORNING

rain gifts itself to the very
    ill
xavi synchs w
some instrument
he’s quick
 no
 clarinet

skyline the eye of
a crow in
those days
lounge was a bar with no
windows
toe
-leg nora recalls
 everything
ex. joggers were
   loucher
but lesser

  the quiet end
of the banks
Under the heel of a
  mountain
  hush
footfalls in the snow

             a route
         to the land
          iqaluit
    april for
right light   livable a
place the crew can
 wait
        hunt and
capture the hour for films
      blue green
seeming that ice that was 2002

NIGHT GUTTERS

             (soundways
       owl
  Lastimator
The tide gutters
     into life
Many hands
        seek murky
   vittles

(the sea to the tidepool)
You who remembers    when
I go I hate to leave