In This Kingdom
– for H.
1. Overtures
If things
(as they are)
are the skins our selves
will shed,
say them as we are.
If our selves
(as they are)
are shadows things
have cast,
trail them as we go.
Here: the weather
gods glance
up from their perch.
Praise what
now envelops us.
2. What It Is
Paper wasp,
clattering
against the skylight
as if that’s what “longing” is –
(That’s what longing is.)
3. Futures
The price of November
hogs is broadcast nightly
into near space. (As each
wood-grain radio, tuned
to some remote frequency,
rewakens.) Love, we spend
our life making the same
seven mistakes: let’s stay
up a few minutes more.
(May we begin.) We begin.