Opening sounds of blackbirds everywhere
everywhere in the day lost in sun
opening the screen doors of summer
blackbirds aglitter in afternoon haze
all day long riding a fiddlehead
in Mahler excess calling thither
The TV screen afterlife reflects trees outside
jets overhead in the yard
I am powerless in the air
after the stock report before jeopardy
the table laid out our hopes laid out
I wanted the screen door of summer
a dew drop gazing ball
utopia bent and snapping