1.06.2013

your radio






 where was your radio?
  at  the veins of a thousand clips

   and the antennae?
    twittering at the birds of a pleat, a plateau, an intense ring of moment
   

   and whence the tuning?
       troubled in its fair wand a tuned to frequencies in the sky

    tent and ground  a rear-guard action covering the backdrop of

              kind





    and Sir?

       forgot to its amnesia a mist of the old voice
    wearying its splendor for to come again
          its forthright   tender