Found: good view, in a book.
Found: no answer at all. Rope.
Found: a Ford (our own).
Found: great odds. A fine thing.
the difference between us
is a table
every man minding
a nothing of several uses
employed to count ewes and esses
night and day
A borrowed voyage:
we dine and talk
and the wine is
excellent company.
I bring things to hunt,
meet others
in books
and tend a mind
printed in ink
to save money.
I am the parrot
brought from the sea:
I speak like a ruffian
to the light.
I could join the war
glad as rust
I would go be the enemy
for an afternoon.
The lark is mad,
dishabille in a disco—
a fine lad, to court
in his ash coat.
Anger made
a good home:
come to dinner vexed
and walk on lead.
no notice taken
of her passed out in the cake—
birthday rum
Sun on the water
shall never thirst.
An excellent cook took
the sacrament on his knees.
A captain forced to walk
ordered ships to carry horse.
The retriever pup
chases butterfly shadows
even in his sleep.
Butterfly’s shadow:
the dog’s nose goes wild
at the lack of odor.
Muzzle to ground,
his legs get ahead of him:
herding shadows.
Butterfly shadow
on the lawn shrinks, vanishes.
The dog digs for it.
Head under water
the golden retriever
keeps his eyes open.
On the creek bottom
At the office
or at home,
if reckoning day came
in a bottle…
I sing.