poplars steeper
the closer heavens
stars silence cascade
upon skies beyond
clears and dispels
night doubt
steams of the universe
upon hours of breathe
eyes
rebounding moons
its forest path ahead
of the cloth of south downs....
is no endless lot
no freeze begot
the night crept day
winters the knot
dawn vast
gasp of pollinator
suns the silken layers
gathering frayed
night the quicksand wests
the crownless blade