are there wordsfor this light –words for the waythese trunks twist crevicefor lichen and moss.is there a name for shadowsstrewn forest floorlike windfall petals, when i sit herereally here on this leaf litter floor,are there words for the forestthat rises and sways through me,plays me wood string resonantamong the trees. 16 April 2023
between closing the gateon new planted bedslate evening – winter cold,and heading insideto close up the house,snap kindling, light a fire. between tree silhouettesand golding skythe way opensinto forest – and who knew who knowsthe paths taken the limbs touchedskin to bark- who knows the trunksleaned on in the quiet.who but the bird watchedshadows among…