and alive withstand
that rise of awesome,
belless rending racket
of bleeding bough all bent,
doubled over like old kidneys or innards while all else speedfloats away proudly profuse in overuse,
vast trash heap rapidfire dispersal horizontal
toward untouchable horizons
made deaf to dark by night!
Your gusts intermittent coax
tall white pines
to remember snows long gone
about to come like blanket whistles antiaudible
whooshing sliding crescendos advancing
to gray sun of silent flurried dawn,
by noon to fog the dimlit disc amid the pallid ashen sky!
A stillness now but seen
only as kinetic array
of jostling every whichaway
of flake cruising buglike
all but down,
to profess a crystalline likeness of
by moonlight time.
That speedladen wave,
our mutual only friend, lakewater’s daughter and
the playmate of every lonesome leaf.