Chipping Sparrow

To Fanny Howe

Left the body

Drowsd a little
Done with soul


What to think
Dusting up crown

Garment mirror
Pull me close


Quietness and calm
Rest and rejoice

No more doubt
Astonishing!


Bird and pencil dining
Bird and pencil dining

Special visitors

Walking on stilts
in snow


On the subject
of assurance

I should have
I should have


Self-scrap

Imagination
on the bias


Language of cold
Sitting beside sleep

Body as empty shell

When I came home
it was very late

There was little in
work but did go on


Civil fortification
years awayaway

whishth chipping

Source: Poetry (September 2025)