deep deep sigh into earth be O love a grand tree my reverie 

again my deaf eyes find upon ground 

your notes, oboe-like, a wisdom a silent span

offered up in the palest darkest moonlit tears I would swim

through like sun you blew through like stars

I was blue savage flower a wet vast autumn ground, 

kingdom of owls of the night

its melancholy notes 

longing gasps of a lover throe

to memories of love gone to nettle 

and mere sprigs

how the kites I’ve flown

their smiling soliloquy tails

gone away ask my heart to so grin

                   my deaf eyes’ remorse

and become places I’ve forgotten like things left done,

a praise of memories aloft

never descending  

        beyond a fingertip

              ... yet of kites

              I love them, their light

                                   their bubbles spun lofted 

                      they descend in ascension 

... their flutter 

    O love take me a deep deep sigh into earth

where the wood spirits pound their drums

         take me bring winds through sad trees 

     so close in tender breeze

      so red                               

     whirr through me

purple love