Nothing at dusk, lord, but dust and road to keep it. The ﬁeld kneels under white pines, umbra the edge to whom this is addressed : a mind part fern, part birch : two turkeys slowly S-ing their necks through inﬂorescence, arrangement more precise than what light leaves ﬁelds : painterly ﬂowers more color than picture, more words for color than tint : alizarin or violet, you could write goldenrod, write cornﬂower, but Queen Anne's lace still hems the low horizon. Faith, what is it abides, what's left of pastoral but unreality. Ask artiﬁce. Ask ornament. Go ahead and ask : what principle animates the natural : owl pink Lady's Slipper orchid white-tailed deer woodchuck : is it only what's visible that's knowable. Twenty dandelions gone to seed; tent worms slung in the articulated tree; what's tiresome : mind unanswered, writing to supply scaffolds to hold up scenery, nothing but queries and plywood, string strung to a high struck bell auguring : it's too late to see a third turkey left headless, wreck of feathers the owl scared, scattered in grass—
Perceiving is the same as receiving and it is the same as responding.
thought begins as small floral bowls : they hold greens—broccoli stalks,
chopped kale—against Chinese blue
very dark, with a greenish tint :
the way a silence falls to each side
of the knife's stroke, the colors rhyme
softly and I think, I'll miss this when I die. This is how I enter appearances