On a balcony
Breakfast set on a small table:
Strong, bitter coffee in paper cups,
A croissant, a white roll, milk
And jam in plastic packets.
The near world:
Weathered stone buildings
With Terracotta rooves
And balconies from which
An array of washing dries,
Narrow alleys webbed together
By cables and telephone wires,
And covered terraces
Festooned in succulents
And semi tropical flowers.
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Ratcheting Cicadas
Unseen in the trees
Haul the just so-ness,
Drawing it with percussive song
Until it miraculously oozes
From the pores of all things,
No one
More or less steeped
In equality’s being,
Reality broad and encompassing,
Presence vibrating as a unified field,
Every tangible element
Totally equanimous.