Where wild, unkempt rays
quivered in the grove
measureless enough
and as you’ve just said,
deferred. Relict brake here
that uttered,
welled some hollow; pines
dismembering
as if each turgid node
might blossom
and bring, would bring
us as offering,
barter, the armament
and image
of the spray
and spore,
as we’d rise,
recur.