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THIS TO SAY: SONNET
[drums]


I have taken
the stones
that were on
the rice box
 
by the coloured
glass on the
windowledge
& put them in
 
the small ceramic
pot you made
what a decade
ago now with
 
its blue dots &
emphatic rim
fingertips a-tingle
in yr pocket
 
now that I look
noticing a note
under the magnet
on the fridge door
 
plumb the shadowy
dailiness sliced side-
ways into the career-
ing shiver of the actual
 
                                    the that in which
                                    probably forgive
                                    thanks breakfast
                                    sweet sweet sweet

& turned into English
what I thought I could
a common deviser of
slaunderous Pasquelles
 
nibb-
ling another
unbidden fruit
was
 
on the dice
box – what's that? –
a dish dashed
against
 
a plastic pane –
hidden in the
Brittle Institute of
the World
 
I used to deem
the Paradigm
of the Obvious –
we did – yes –
 
          pop!
 
so cold
             so old
                        so bold
& so sweet.
 
Good.