Pond Song 4.61

There is a blind wordless peace – wordless peace that yet words the between. God and the Between 276

water glare snow glare __ boot sinks to mind’s bottom

bird’s eye view of things __ bird’s eye sockets brim

with my tears (vide Hawkins)__Tu Fu has been here

Thoreau’s intended stranger__moon’s pull spills clear

of words as we return__ocean stronger than snow

I watch at the culvert__ice green in undertow