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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