We cover ourselves with cloth
work until it is time to sleep
Outside your room your sister's spinning
like a bride whispering through the door
on her wedding eve to
the husband to-be it is tradition
Gather the ingredients for manufacture
the first picture of summer
it was a May wedding blossom was confetti
breakfast in a tithe barn
evening ventilation along with low light
allows for deliberation watch the sky
a deep orange band reflected
changes colour allowing stars to breathe