mother's day moon

mother’s day May 10

moon:

I’d intended to see you through

through the blue bottle I’d intended

but see the tree has turned out

its leaves see in the last few days

those abundant fists like fists of

infants have been coaxed open

and from here from this window

the wide open hands have become

your succor your care-

giver caresser and if the distance

could be bridged if (because listen

the neck's most vulnerable to get to 
the wine

we must 
pull 
the cork)

that’s even sensual,that turning

turning

turning

of the screw until it’s all

pulled roots like ooze’s

perfume ok  maybe not ooze but I’d come

all this way to see you through

and it was too late  you had

your drape you had this

maple this abundant canopy and even

moving below it half of you

is gone and the other half is gone

to haze and the blur

is this blue bottle when the lens

sees only green and delight

its sites 
and only through

coaxing only through focusing

on the neck and waist and hip

alone the whole tree out

of the picture is it pure enough

and only I and now you

of course
know

know 
what’s behind it all