The name of the ship? Do you know the plume
Those people use to tickle the sea? He bends
his fingers into knuckles. Anchor light children
to the walls. When the curtains close, see stars
Giacomo, hear the leaf or wing brush the window.
His hand locks my wrist. Stay away from beaches.
Picture the air injected with a torrent of redbirds.
Look for correlatives. Learn to classify space.
