~~~

when time drifts past never and always,
who takes me to a place where nothing waits
like water for stars?

but satie

and yo-yo ma,

durrell,

wiesel,

van gogh,

degas,

diebenkorn, delibes,

giacometti and genet,

rauschenberg, rachmoninov and rivers

neruda and nijinsky,

kazantzakis

and kokoschka,

frank lloyd wright,

vaugh williams and puccini,

all

let me fall
through letters steeped
in rivers rushing deep
with thought
to sleep upon a name



~~~