Simple Theories

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A graft on couldn’t time stops short on the edge here, sunlight. Parcels invade birdsong, become birdsong. Referent stops with masses, even an apple blossom, even a sky that includes cloud and not clouds. Those are the posies used as posies, the flowers of the field as the day begins. These are the hedgerows along winding until some midmorning standing there. Further on is another analogy for staying put.

In the incredible place beyond the stars and requiem, furtive tho grey edge of a sunset dodge, even include a starburst of red light like something telling. Layers of life explain layers of time, until a town becomes a central theme, like snow melt. Longer than a sentence and with dire vowels to sound, speaking of a place where the water runs, the wind runs, and cooing mourning doves run, these patches of effort become towns with days. Everything displaces the next minute, then protocol reverses the trend. We are nations in the morning trying to explain the bent seasonal smell of these dead leave. Even Dick Cheney is a god unto himself. Introduce yourself to the blanket of your town.

Generous night lays ahead, the eyes of the forest. Green patterns of pond moment realize the edge of sun. Sun bears the light until eyes. These simple moments cross words and paths. Hesitation becomes a glance. There will be deer or two stepping away. Inside the spring voice, the notion of tree and pond combine for hours called space. The green spends in between. Nothing will last until forever, over and in the pond. Versions of frogs and moments combine. The sun spends astonishment. Fox steps away, coyote cools. A field represents a field. No one stands beneath the central tree, all is in. Moments after non-moments and before, a simple tree and simple pond produce an area of arrival. This is time’s person. Person is time’s place.