A poem a day in April from Rutgers English PhD students and friends.

Thursday, April 14, 2016

xiv. Aerial Landscapes

Trees communicate through fungal networks
That lace the ground. What can be overheard?

Starlings weave the sky in murmurations,
Without contact and without narration.

Clouds contort, caress, suffocate, sustain,
Billow, bathe, choke, break, creep, signal, arrange. 

Phones drone across our contemporary,
Seaming deictic centers capillary.

1 comment:

  1. I love all these networks & the great closing couplet!!