1/17/2017

Now again
The Geminids come -
Seldom spark
In dusks of hoped-for days.

In us
They round hard corners
And well-designed city blocks, and
Go feral and river-unstraight.

The gone campus;

The stands of tall ashes;
The misremembered maps and declinations

Keep guard, now

Over where we were, sure,

When first for us
Came the Geminids,
Seldom spark
In dusks of hoped-for days.