A sanction gone awry
was my portion to cultivate
Giveth and taketh away
This is how adaptation occurs
A perpetual recycling
Make-do-and-mend
again and again
*
When this limbo
becomes mobile
and remains so
depends upon my knowing
the desert
with utmost rigor
and eloquent discipline
It is the road to ardor
wrought through uncertainty
*
How the world is told
is how it inscribes itself
on our clothes
How we become what
we hold of it
Congruent
*
The longing-sector
of the heart
beholds
relentless scrutiny
Inquiry and collecting
serve vigilance’s conspiring
The shoot of yellow
under winter
Found
