POEMS

poems are people

are people mistaken

are words that are wanting

and some that are not

a day is a poem

a day is a beast

a step is a poem

the sea the light i see at least

a cleft is a poem

and poems are rents

a tear in the day

the cold and the wind

but who has the days

and what are the steps

and where are the beasts

and who has the rent

what is it i say

what is it we mourn

what is it i may

not find in the least

November 2008