Space Makes a Dark Glow
the night hawk tears air
wings a star wing crescent
horizon's breath
a body dreams sky in
aperture of mind
retina of stars inhaled air
a subtle voice of wind exhaled
ascension into
silence birdsong
cadence pulse a flickering
I wrap my voice behind
stars beam in shapes I cannot
name ways in I cannot say
sun arcs round
contour
rest stone breathes
measured breaths
half shapes around reeds
shadow a stream braids
currents form light into seams
I read your shadow by those stems
a stream braids
reflections of stars
fade round stones
moment of moment
filled memory with ink
poured the universe
in other eyes