How many steps does it take

to reach the low green narrow-


leaves which in a dream

were slowly being devoured


by cows and just a few sheep.

The animals are not hungry


grazing beside the wicker-

chair porch, you reading and eating 


a nectarine almost ripe.

If we could use any of it


our skulls would perforate,


would feel filamental

light braid itself through.


The pasture is a lawn.


Closely mowed it is

a household linen,

cushioned by sod,


made toxic by rain, peppered

by the wings of many insects.