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elements of
the equinox
a chaplet of elevens, a brace of twenty-ones
that is
a sequence
(sin tí)
“noising loud” in the library,
dismantling an axis you turned upon
without, but survives w/in
a thin line, memory -
the spring horizon of the third year
2
your yellow primrose planted late
under must, absent
shift, as pattern, earth,
the clannish obstinence of seed
3
we don’t see the drain or ditch beautiful
taking refuse, spillage
4
trees as Simeon’s stylus
after the first new moon
black against the grey sky,
a close,
lidded,
draft of white
while, walled,, all boughs exposed to closure