Veins Poem by Richard Bunch
Veins
That leaf is
worth your study on a star-pocked
night beneath
limbs
whose veins shoot
through unscaled sight.
Through them
you summon up your lives
floating through to a summer’s deep.
Some, bathed in outer dusk, crisscross
skies
as though surnames perforated
in blood, a milky talc,
puff of nothing.
Each branches
to make a past, crossing
over in a present that unfolds
vibrations of blue.
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4/18/2024 8:44:12 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Gorgeous, Richard! ever examine a leaf under a microscope? So intricate. good to see you ~! sjg