a robin to lead through the watermeadows.
digitalis obscura, hiding in shadows.
damselflies darting, raindrops catching
on leaves. streams that lead to the sea.
padina pavonica. peacocks tail.
these june days soar and then settle pale.
seagulls squalling, sirens calling
the waves come crashing, crescent, curling
tides composing, boats returning
home, the sun then flickers, flaring
so the spindle turns, now with perfect measure
it splits, and sinks into serrated water
and dusk sparks the stars.