Hesperus
The line extending up from my heart into your head
Is an error-seeking path & pleasantly misled
& although they may be significant to free
The older babies are younger sons-to-be
On transit footfall plays, comfort comes in waves
A million-sided face breathing memories we've saved
We'll find a light one day arching over hudson bay
A branch tip in the haze or on the sky's redacted grey
Drawing clear the dark, we blindly heed to dusk
Ignore a hoary lark cos the world's too much with us
Home unties the knots in my tongue & round my hands
Carving out our verities with dream-peppered doubt & plans
I sought a way to convince history to hesitate
