Not things that float—moon, jellyfish, dust in sunbeam, skins of ice, skim on warm milk,
wafts
of cilantro, sound of o inside your mouth, but things that curl—sheep’s wool, seahorse
tail, double
helix strand, three-banded
armadillo, toes
in mud, your
breath on cold nights,
and pulse—hummingbird wings, banana leaves in monsoon rain, high tide,
cloverleaf quasars, echo-
cardiogram of the sun, your hum, and things that intertwine—beet roots, staves &
staffs, cursive x’s, our arms
and legs, an eternal knot,
sheets at daybreak.
