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