What’s the news? Have you heard?
news? what news?
the sun shines
wind blows
I feel a smile when I see a note from you
beyond? where? oh — — out there
let’s stay here
I’m with you
feel the tickle of the grass
no where to be but now and here and when I turn our arms touch
and eyes shine
this is all and enough and always and only all that matters
news! good god girl!
tell me of the sunshine through the petals and the colors between red and yellow
tell me of silver poplar leaves singing as they dapple the ground below
tell me the the secrets the birds sing when they cluster on the wires
these are headlines
on this the world turns