i. woundedly                                Unspeakable silence. Dense after that thicket of birdsong

and solitude also. Before and then after that

luminous passage 

of rain and rain also.

Before and then after. Perfuming that faceless 

turn from which you always already turn 

from which you 

turn each eye always 

already. Excessively 

deep each 

eye therein. Conceiving such 

thunders and azurite also. Before 

and then after. Conceiving 

each terrible eye.

ii. beholdingly Grey daylight adorning.                    Soft as if as sudden as

rainfall in passing. Where breathless in passing. Where

dreamless in passing. 

New flowers break open

throats only of asphalt and moss

which break open. New luminous

wings               which wings widen. Within which wings 

unveil. What neither unspoken nor lovingly 

spoken words unveil 

words only. No image 

of silence. No splintered wheel turning. Still 

turning. Within 

which will open. No 

ravenous absolute 

malachite eye.