Geese evacuate beneath the moon’s thin retraction
Trees are whispering their new addresses to each other
and now the houses breathe without coughing
I shrug free and share the sigh of open windows
In the blue morning the sky’s a cut-out
key unlocking summer’s heavy stockade
When the world was upside down
you fell into my arms and I woke
In the summer night’s coolness walnuts are dropping
on roofs cars earth with sharp reports and thuds
In the morning they punctuate the early September light
their husks green round unbroken on the ground ending
all the invisible sentences on the season’s last pages
At my feet a silent tide
The midsummer light’s crashed
through the trees, fills the grass
recedes and foams to nothing
In the shadow of mountains the ocean
comes to me as you once did
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