Kit Kelen #636 - in frogloud spring

636

in frogloud spring

leafless

as at the beginning

piping, breeze borne

one twinkle up

and dark enough for rain too

I consecrate a deed of conscience

my life timed by the flow

by the carrying of water

may I consider whose land this was?

now the progression of chords through the garden

dusk frogs say

here I am to hunt, deaf snake

and I am many more

all green

all rise

like leaf

everywhere the thisness breathes

like cliché, true

but always everywhere before

as I, of the elsewhere, now find a self here

now the temperature drops into its slippers

so shortly we’re to dream

each of the other world

each one knows

I know you’ll meet me there