I sat
all morning
in front
of a tree

it was
a cedar,
the day
before
the solstice

I let
the cold
possess me,
became one
with the
shortening
light

tomorrow,
and then
tomorrow

still
among
silent
cedars.

Go out
and let the rain
fleck your face
with kisses

sometimes 
happiness
looks like this

the pump 
run dry,
a meeting

or a slow
progression
in the mist
to nowhere. 

Fountain

An animal fell in the well
and poisoned half the village;

to understand what was wrong
we also drank from the well.