July 29

Every song is more songlike–

the cloud’s coloratura above
the lake, birds

carrying fish
gripped in feet like

good luck charms,
for some at least, life

it gives and takes,
a talon or a hand

is just one sort
of cage,

these gnats form another,
atomic cloud

-like above lily pads,
the water dark and slack

but for slow bubbles,
small spheres, trapped

air returning to air,
entropy, natural order,

beauty, everything
in concert, live, and direct–