Friday, July 13, 2012


Flocks of juncos in flight
like synchronized swimmers
account for space, wing tips
and beaks in perfect symmetry.

Connected but not connected,
invisible threads bring meaning
to motion, avoidance without thought.
Cooperation beyond decision,

decision beyond wonder,
the awful reality that certainty
hangs on meaning that heads
cannot comprehend. When

Robert Penn Warren's Jack Burden
bit into a persimmon, on a hot day
in Louisiana, a Tibetan tinker's teeth
were set on edge a world away.

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