now, however and then

Now
In the dry air
brimming broken rings
to soar the bell beat
autumn beauty
to climb in air and
drift the lake’s edge
made and
well-finished.

However
The new cold quarrelling
a close stirring
churning ground
understood
as though solid
dying
dead to mind
not being dead
always two
until that thought.

Then
That day loosened them
a swift, more listless blue
of waves cut edges sharp
her little feet
a new arrangement
a blush
two days
blown away.

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