lilac, winedark

sun-gold in chopped scarlet

starred

equilateral equangular quinquangles

(like to those balls stitched twelve patchwork of color

skiey Okeanos

clouds like loud chords

—whose contours their contours pun—

out of a drop of water-that-does-not-wet-the-hand

become a blue mirrored ball on emerald lawn

(with dandelions for

miles)