Already Spoken
water remember
what was before
your running
& wind stay
close the light
has gone out
of each eternity
open as the mouth
& its careless
voice the gates
old & already
spoken last night
fallen with birds
through summer’s
solid air
the blue playing
without rules
ringing between
hours this deepening
claimed by tomorrow
broken in rhythm
& without simile
as the silent name
of yesterday as
a written sound —
its black notes
white with clouds
about the author