Let sea-discoverers to new worlds have gone;
Let maps to other, worlds on worlds have shown;
Let us possess one world ; each hath one, and is one . . .
The Good Morrow, John Donne
Wyn has stayed behind to work on a novel, I face the new day with a Sacred Kingfisher for company. I was sitting in the lee of Black Rock and he flew right over my shoulder, surprised he looked back as soon as he landed on the rocks. We both wait for the golden light.
Star maps of broken capillaries:
crown of infrared
song of drifting dune . . .
Ignatz Aubade, Monica Youn
The world was very large. Then
the world was small. O
very small, small enough
to fit in a brain. . . .
Aubade, Louise Glück