When I lean out of my Window

When I lean out of my window

when I...lean out of...my window

wren and nuthatch whip their tails and

strain their shapeless ears

Clouds move swiftly, bulk and gather

When I lean out of my window

when I lean...out...of my window

hairy poison-ivy winks with leaves

Perch and Catfish shine their lidless eyes

and the wind touches foliage, moves hair

in that slightly different kind of way:

most determined

When I lean out of my window

When I lean out...of...my window

frogs leap out of their ponds in joy for me

chickweed and ransom grow right into my mouth

the rain turns direction

and the daisies set suns and whisper: there he is...

The mountains on the horizon

enlighten their snow-white cities

the sap in the hazel-rods rises and scents

Veronica twitches her manifold eyes

and nothing is accidental

nothing random

when...I...lean...out...of...my...window

I am the warm center of this world

and you are the warm center of this world

when we...open...our windows