61
On the grass before
noon: a hundred circles
with the sheen
of pearl—
62
Such grit
that roughens
the dwelling-
place of years—
63
And if I hardly
gave you gifts,
that is their
rarity.
64
A metal
goblet will
hold water
colder.
65
Tears are a sign
the body misses
its last warm
appointment.
66
The sky’s wide
boat, this seat
under the tree
that silvers me—
[LAG-other-response date=”11 08 2013″ url=”https://www.vianegativa.us/2013/11/oysterous/” title=”Via Negativa: Oysterous”]