A nature & reflection poem about field, light, boundary, where attention changes the scale of the ordinary.
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The field keeps what I cannot carry: a loose light, an unnamed figure, the pause before the ordinary returns. I leave my explanation at the boundary. When I look back, it is gone. The field has chosen its own weather.
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A nature & reflection poem about frame, letter, looking, where attention changes the scale of the ordinary.
The field is not withholding an answer; it simply has a life that does not require the speaker's interpretation.
A private transformation happens without witness or proof, and that lack becomes part of its truth.
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