Phrenolog

A New Autumn Twilight

Together we will observe
the slender bough of a new Autumn twilight
(black ink on black water)
tremble silently with each bird alighting
or leaf falling, shudder
with each new belief we
heap upon the branches,
accreting like snow—
and we too will bend
with the weight of our
own hands upon ourselves,
and our stone eyes
drawing down the trees
of a new Autumn twilight,
as dusk gave way to dark,
as stone gave way to dust,
as the black leaves gave way
to a kinder earth.

--Brooklyn, June 6th, 2008