We misunderstand God’s transcendence beyond the whole if we dualistically oppose it to divine immanence in the finite whole. G&B 259
half-human stench of mudflats__hot clouds late September
through the dark glitter peeps run__ time tells we remember
a different sea returns to the sea__above it all City Hall
sells earth and sky and water__flags snap smartly on the hill
crows feast on waste in silence__how they tell I cannot say
poor T’ao happy when writing__grasshoppers hop in the way
pond songs 
so many fragments…each an evocative image…
Thanks, Cynthia. The fragments– indeed crafted from notes made on the spot– are arranged according to a pattern. I discuss the pattern on the sticky post of poetryandbeing.com
Cynthia, the poem opens with an image of the inseparability of the human and the natural. It moves through a series of images and statements that develop aspects of this mix, and a turn happens when the image of corporate power suggests a dualism that favors the merely human. This aporia is addressed by the image of the crows that know how to pull nutrition from the waste water. Then that image of separation leads to a human version, the Chinese poet who contemplated his own material nature — a sage — in timeless verse. This form of transcendence leads to the natural image of the grasshopper, a pun on the way may be forgiven, yes?
I’m grateful, Tom, that you’ve taken the trouble to explain. I begin to see the pattern now. And yes, I think puns are part of the way, and eminently forgivable! Thanks again.