From Elephant
a portion of ocean walking
a tree is a portion of ocean
knifing the sky
a small light hangs over the porch
speaks in tongues
for the body
wasting for return
the council threshing
for the ocean’s undoing
bales of photos planted
on the wall
quiet paths
demand exceeding
the height of the silos
a swell of ocean
lying on the roof at night
tying leaves back to trees
