from *The Whole Note*
by Gill Ott
Zasterle Press, 1996
"My love, in all my imperfection, are here,
despite your attribution to another entry. Less
than breeze, than presence, the transmission
circles like a hawk, or any other problem set to
candles to tense, in our knowledge of each
other, three. This difficulty multiplies a pin-
point phrases, care taken in song's resolve.
My rider has descended, you."