UNDEFINED AND UNDETERRED 

with iron wings to punch the sky in the throat
undefined and undeterred, your Life plunders grief and joy
and picnic tables at lost camps on lost lakes
with north winds grazing flush cheeks
to enkindle a new fire.

born in a shell, hells are broken by the spite of the soul
drummed out of Eden by a sword with a forked tongue-
calamity’s grace, now the tower of inner peace
where the usual gods are useless
but the weather
is the moon.

sinking into the sun
you always-
Never
Knew.