Must one smash their ears before they learn to listen with their eyes?

The other day I went jogging along the canal A cold morning All the water was frozen Every breath I inhaled stung my lungs and steamed up my glasses As I ran down 31st Street Rounding the corner Down to the water Where the civil war re-enactor’s perform for the tourists in the summer Two …

Staring at the River After Church

Strait laced pilgrims Anchor the curtainsLight westerly’s upset the blanketThe court of arbiters structures us out in squaresThe sky above no longer guides the sandThe spirit has shifted strategiesThis is that, the rabbit heart Setting off ships cross in day of noon when the mirror sees the water up to the mountainAnd the mountain sees …