January Silences

Furthermore there are degrees of silence.  There is a silence in the beauty of the universe which is like a noise when compared with the silence of God.  —Simone Weil

i. clematis

fire-echo
cold
oyster-frill

the lip
brushes—

pulse

defer(ence)

pursuit’s
very outset

a flame
bone
winnowed
to
the eye’s gill

ii.  lenten rose

modest atomy
discharged

a bare voltage

sleek saint
of perish

alludes
to splay, but

enucleated

at last
the trine eye

expedient,
even exorable

lobe of
chilled milk
slipped
beneath try

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