Aloft because chaos dances, elastic,
flowering. Generous, how impulse jumps—
kept lively. Melody nudges open—prospector,
questioning. Remember summer?
Tallying us, vireos, wings x-rayed yellow,
zeroed along bare cliffs. Drawn even from
graceless hollows—imagine—juncos, katydids,
luscious mango noons. Our passions
quickened. Rondos, serpentine: the unsung,
voiced with xylophones. Yodels. Zithers.