Tuesday, January 18, 2022

remittance

Down to the dregs

at the muddy bottom of

the bandwidth, down

this narrow passage between 

streets and intersections,

water birds above the tree line

some bright reminder how

the sky gets to be that blue,

kingfisher and egret, a sheen of 

green, a sweep of white,

these reminders of the transitive

nature of the map, the signal 

sent symbol to symbol,

a poem you live to witness

more or less, until 

the last star is fit to fall.

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