July 16, 2013

A little while longer
—Always my reply
To each pixel a chromatic herald
Spinning through—
But how many more frames will race over me
In seconds and
Clicks gone by?

July 14, 2013

(I think I should like to find)
Brightest meteor, bursting white
(The crater where you smoking lie)
Trailing such a gleam of tail
(When you have fallen and dusk is red)
Behind the tree-topped horizon

July 9, 2013

What's jump
Only wish
Another wreck
I know

July 4, 2013

Some day to follow
Your serene skatings by
Lodged in a groove
Long ago dimensioned
And chiseled out.