Monday, April 2, 2018

I Will Retreat to the Precorporate

The sun's angle in April makes Winter woods even prettier, saturates the ocher with bright. If we ever get two consecutive sunny sixty degree days Winter woods will end until next November.

Deleted seething. Not in real life, as in, nothing in my real life needs seething, not in real life, as in what I do seethe over doesn't stop for all the hiking in woods I do with Earthgirl, as in deleted seething as in deleted bleggalgaze, global rather than particular.

Bluebells are blossoming, though peepers still not peeping.


Tom Clark

Whoso list to haunt could do worse than to
Obtain the license, get the picture.
Spook finders must find spooks to put the face,
Name and space coordinates together.
What is kept in the mind perimeter
Retains a wild autonomy through fate.
I will retreat to the precorporate.
Let fate have what is fate’s and allow
This spirit to slip through time’s difficult
Nets with the devious fingers of
A wild wind, while I run along behind.

1 comment:

  1. It really struck me that it was somehow like reading Mark Twain, C&P. Rosk's a real Finn in spite of the chronology being wrong.