Monday, October 7, 2019

Forest Meeting

The face in its carving

           turns to you.

Supernatural owl-turning,

       the moment of falling

            through a face

       to what it means to say

           without knowing.



Without knowing,

    only then can it be

                saying  a face.

  The moment of falling

        through the mask fitted at birth,

             into the welcome fire

               (you are burning)

             of what the owl will notice

                     in you.




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