<p>name winds more surely than children<br />
or virtues of the land<br />
‘Mercy’<br />
and sea<br />
‘Patience’</p>
travel heavy tread light, as the crow flies
(murder on my feet) and
murder on my mind)
aspire to keep promises as bladder stones &
frosting bones honour the steppe
hard hart scarps mend and lend body that
dense bread neath dark stars carve (from a land)
carven through by mountain venge
a revel in supplication
name winds more surely than children
or virtues of the land
‘Mercy’
and sea
‘Patience’
short strokes shape a long sharpness
though polishers know the touch of grit
blunts the burr
plentiful among golden shine