Janine Pommy-Vega
[Ah certainty of love in the hand]

Ah certainty of love in the hand
a bright new corner, spasms of clarity

/ day throatwinded walking i am
filled with unmotion, singing
A turned around tree dances
sparrows in her hat/ a
canopy of canaries

Spring!

& I not with you?

paris, spring, ‘65