• Vol. 05
  • Chapter 04
Image by


Cold isn't the body
Talking itself beyond
What it hears in winter’s
Organic function.

   Quiet is nuance is
 What stone holds in
      Hands and devoted
                 When leaning
Into warmth the body bends far enough
 To understand limited mobility:

Each focal deliberation hears best when
Distance is what calls us farther into Summer’s
Subsequent comprehension