Hogchoker working and loafing, and the mountains somnolent green ice
looking down on rice terraces the swamps are drowsy the days wash away like dogsled beauty
our summers pass curtains of northern lights that dance and perpetual snow
the white rhinoceros lives along the tomb of the cliffs of an unknown cave
folk find shade where ornamental chain-link leant on my knees
aquatic ecosystems: the two main divisions broke up off the coast like dish soap