boom
for i.l.c.
Whisper wanting under thunderstorm bower, shout –
candleflame flickers in the gale wary
green outside overturned in upfalling rain
cold wet warm power at fingertips — crackling.
and there I told you light in eye
there I thought to have you know.
shudder first, spring cold wind, clouds curl,
raindrops drop drumming humming on canvas
high rage, mortal, life’s thirst with life [...]