Listen!
THREE RELATED POEMS I. the moon's "clear fields" how they help each other through the long trunks of trees to the leafy floor where they rest in related patches II. all these words were once in another mouth in a different order they came towards me in a flock each shifting its place in the flock and the flock itself changing shape but never ceasing to be the flock moving as one blade to part the air into the upper and the part for us III. the air is darkened with water and lit by fire the earth trembles under it in the afterlife God will no longer be of help to us because nothing in it can change miracles those non-random changes can only happen against the everyday with its random changes it is only from the everyday that prayers are worth sending only in the everyday that we can be rescued or cleared of charges