When was it when the birds
were singing in Greek
and the water tower changed
sheaths of rust for a jacket of leaves
in what had begun
an august August.
The measure of entelechy's
arc is the span from
a man's wrist to the silver
of his fingers in knife-light.
Exempt is the insatiable
with a glass of port and white
wire around the instep
of its stern.
A rain bird calls its codex
of cloud show surmounting
aero-born bits of lightning
and simply taken into consideration
is the advancing of the night
in the frozen vein of river
lies under ice.
“River Flowing Underground” was printed in Harvest Time, No. 5 of Inwood Indiana. Pick up the paperback from Prolific Press; the stories and poems published online are free to read here.
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