for Bill Berkson
Candid paths crossing
This way and that
An iron-on winter rain
Jackknifes through the trees
Effortless smile
Such capable hands
Sublime scribble
Bending the wind
Turrets of excess
Overlook eucalyptus
Baroque yet colloquial
To the nines
It’s happened to me
As far as eyes twinkle
Where the chairs
Reconfigure the stars
As the curtain falls
Like a corkscrew
All of you
Mountain view
Outside the Word Balloon
