i. Cold damp air freezes seeds of water beside berries that failed to fall or be eaten. ii. In the clear dark I recall a deeply blue dragonfly ascending. iii. The spaces within us dissolve. The spaces beyond us dissolve. iv. White deer cluster on the far side of Presque Isle. v. We create words—breeze, zephyr, sirocco, gale to describe our pleasure and fear. vi. Somewhere, a bell or a bowl humming.