Sunlight intrudes one late afternoon:
Although ordinary welcome
to the reader an arrogant adversary,
ordinary, a problem...
I am afraid of all things I can name.
Eden: a steady-state ecosystem without history:
Birdsong as necessity, not diversion;
any kind of greenness dies when
you look too close-
the bark of the tree
the roots and leaves and birds
at night when sky is full of asterisks, like
mind arising full of warning.