Cracks in the ground, where dry has nurtured seed, seal when it rains, cradling seed differently.
Reading The Blue Clerk, (pause)
Encounter persists. And wonder.
Reading The Blue Clerk, 110
the rain that is swelling lakes and causing rivers to break
Reading The Blue Clerk, 109
( . . . )
Reading The Blue Clerk, 108
(what lullabies will we sing for murdered children)
Reading The Blue Clerk, 107
And was I tender?
Reading The Blue Clerk, 106
Was it early morning?
Reading The Blue Clerk, 105
Days follow.
Reading The Blue Clerk, 104
A raised bump tells me a mosquito was here.
Reading The Blue Clerk, 103
And the ants come. And stay.