Sweet Habit of the Blood
Viburnum fairy globe. In outer robing it is vivid:
a cardinal meal in the drifting bright.
As inner movement understood, solid caverns
in the out of sight. Here for the eye-borne habit
of the robust world, the wood boat floating
of a starred green loom
While there is remedy, what is insoluble?
It is one to me: whether the sky or whether the lake.
In the wild of this
new-ending winter, the exhumed fletcher
could step out
showing his armful of arrows
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