Michael Rerick

green plastic dinosaur lawn sentinel in the shade of a Japanese maple

watch the leftist antiauthoritarian walk and bite a warm soft glazed donut

defining the incline of a wheelchair ramp as lift by feel over calculus

I am saved by a pause and car eye to eye before crossing the street

to pass obscurely named business housed in machine shops and lofts

landing on spinach pie and lentil soup heaven strips flanked by mint lemonade

I wrap in wool and clock Victorian gable arch and spindle sunrise designs

entertained by a crow show choosing branches to crack and drop for the nest

hanging over a weathervane comet the music of quiet thrums breakfast

as a homeless volunteer sweeps the park’s amphitheater before a rain

there is still birdsong buried in branches accompanying the insomniac morning

best for the mail carrier visiting house to house specific exteriors

saying

a trace of the season

strings to the articulation

of felt communication

in a shared synonym