under The Brilliant night

Th'long moon streaking upon Th'wings of Blackness

You move!

Remember this

The fresh sweat of the World
weeping glass/blades lifts itself
dewy, or catches upon the silent Wind

remember

this: Churnings of Th'gleamings-star

Remember this!

The fine breath of Th'mountains
sweeping lowly upon
the dark disturbed transfigurations

from so even this

over th'flaking cotton blackness
of Th'sward, remember

this: trees putting on dark/blue or green
breeze-blouses, lying sleepishly
upon The Solemn woods

remember: GLASS-leaves

breaking off the branches of
the mirrors splintering into
a million eyeballs    

     --Dots dew/crystal
by Th'Night, remember this, under

Th'Brilliant (night) long-moon

streaking on wings

of blackness