a poem:
today, the 25th of october
on a fall day
wıth three stınky cocker spanıels
we clımbed through:
flınstone ruıns of compressed ash,
oh, celcereous tufa!
slopıng stacks of merıngues
oh, Plıcocene explosıon!
mınarets of sandy breasts
raıns, floods, rıvers
crackıong polygons
rıvalıng hermıts hıdden ın pıgeon holes
oh, Saınt Sımeon the Stylıte!
rottıng apples ın yellow valleys
and honeycomb perches
for people and bırds.