What gentle echoes,
half heard sounds
there are around here.

.

You place yourself in
such relation you hear
everything that’s said.

Take it or leave it.
Return it to a particular
condition.

Think
slowly.  See
the things around you,

taking place.

.

I began wanting a sense
of melody, e.g., following
the tune, became somehow
an image, then several,
and I was watching those things
becoming in front of me.
.

The you imagine locates
the response.  Like turning
a tv dial.  The message,
as one says, is information,
a form of energy.  The wisdom
of the ages is “electrical” impulse.
.

Lap of water
to the hand, lifting
up, slaps
the side of the dock – 

Darkening air, heavy
feeling in the air.

.

A PLAN

On some summer day
when we are far away
and there is impulse and time,
we will talk about all this.