Opening chapters

The start is always crucial 

it is how you make an entry 

choosing a form, a matter, a void 

this is why we stress first word

because after the spirit became 

the letter, a word, its conjunction 

how does a month open 

a flip in the day's dent 

then roll the days 

this is how you stand on 

two rocks 

without effectively falling 

to balance is to counter 

where you line the ground 

with dirt, roads and trodden footsteps

this is how we avoid 

rugged photographs 

let the past rest folded

beneath its hands 

a reverse spelling 

of spells, cellars and suited strangers

a bunny furrows in my garden 

between the mallow and the daisies 

for once I don't recall

where I last placed tenderness

like a dream that escapes me, 

this density of the bones

that cannot bend 

keeps manifesting itself 

in the company of opening chapters.