the headline

ace

we get that

nose

a wingèd

rabbit

& iron mice

the later

lemon

the ice cream speaks

(of the winter)

a shadow

a salad

squinting

on a bright day

the golden gum

the hiding world

the shard of the peril

no shakes in the morning

the boiling hat

the bright, white wheat

the whiteness of the winter scene

in heaven with michael landon

the same face could be in the mirror

with the trajectory to be the saint of the farm

I am the boiled wool

I remember that clown

I was in the woods when the world was a world