Dove Song
A dove makes a sentence in the window
unendurably the lack of dove
This plausible form thinks itself a garden
predicate to the shape of dove ideas
Now the air is thick, internal
A dove makes a sentence in the window
& a dove-made, noun-less conjecture
makes of the thinker a vacant dove sound
This plausible form thinks itself a garden
unpunctuated by reckless duration
reiterated from margin to margin, where
a dove makes a sentence in the window
unrestrained, a concerted dimmer silence
The weight of dove & the waiting dove
