Different Worlds

dawn walks

to listen to can yr afon

the river-song

with wood-pigeon tenors

in the bird-song choir

 

by the pond

air traffic control

for dragonflies

of iridescent blue

 

Le Jaudy,

lazy August

summer river now

home to fleets of boatmen

 

La truite,

she shimmers there

in the mid-day sun

as she dines

 

—-

 

piles of patent papers

bulldog clipped

annotated in angry red biro

 

horizontal filing arXiv

cavity designs

and quantum hieroglyphs

scrawled in pencil

 

ordinary and extraordinary

the rays

a faint glimmer of fancy optics

and far away laser beams

 

—–

in the shiny clear plastic chair

at the chrome and glass table

Chenrezig in his patinas

sat peacefully behind

 

as I make the mudra

of thumb to finger

and a-u-m

fills the room

 

the room disappears

there is only sound

and a mantra whiff of Himalaya

a-u-m, a-u-m, a-u-m