Spring

it always comes sudden
re-woven of stories
digested before,

ah the bright branching coming
of our fully-formed systems
just when the clouds

might preclude perfection,
brewed and sealed from February's wasteland
of doubts,

like glimpsing
the earth from
the asteroid belt.

Westphalia winter!
Come we go to Kingston market
to regard the collections,

the Stargrowths of fruit--
Prague Fond Spring!
--by the road of the river;

even from the fields of the rooftops
you can hear thoughts rollercoasting
from state to state ... like water laughing.