ground & horizon lines, after
vanishing point, frame even: this.
This, here. If we are all places
we never meant to be sometimes,
to manage perspective means first
to look away toward any elsewhere, then
return a wider element to view. Tend
to sky. Tend to weather. Compose each
cloud familiar, dear, beloved pet always
near, old friend. Let the river compose
a new plain each season will expand
by fall & rise. Let that river’s height claim
non-flood flooding, render to forecast
the lowland we’ll always surrender.
