”How does one address what falls outside reason’s caricatures, that eludes language’s efforts to circumscribe, that has no being if being is equal to comprehensibility, espiability of form?” Tim Lilburn in Zwicky, Wisdom and Metaphor #53
All day and all night
snowmelt gluts downspouts, drains, and
gutters with mutter.
know where to put this muchness
and we pay them well.
A sudden silence
can reveal what we’ve done to
the wild words we share.