Disorganized and swarming,
they punctuate the air,
a dot-to-dot ameba
that flows from here to there.

October balm, confusing,
makes them equivocate,
as they sky-write the question:
too early or too late?

But with November’s northerns,
they’ll flock to heaven’s mouth,
and dance, like iron filings
for wild, magnetic South.

[1981]

10/01/2001

Posted on 10/01/2001
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