Tuesday, July 5, 2016

Going Fourth/Forth


perhaps the exactness of lichen imbues
damp woods to celebrate in hues
of mushrooms: magenta, citrine, 
laurel green
untrammel the eye

as I 
have evaded 
the masquerade
of our capitol’s fourth of July
for the staccato flare of fireflies
set against mountains rise and rest
where dark air has no blankness