Jane Joritz-Nakagawa














Sonnet for P.B.








Sonnet for P.B.







the beginning of chaos
long common shade
rising above leaves
surface tightly down
burgeoning flames
the shapes of winter will collude
para-morning temporary
infinite anonymity
slaughtering the grass
a chronological sky
what wanders out the window
a solitary system
up through empty space
away from the embankment