Like monoliths, unmistakably
the centre of the ocean
and the core of the sun
the middle of the forest
and the kernel of the apple
are to their own weather
forecast by themselves inside their own limits
moving and repeating to what is their 7 days;
are Days of expansion, retreat
days of want, and weakness
days that end again marking and meeting with the otherside seasons
in which
an over-watered coastline ultimately embeaches
continuous space ‘comes armoured with layers of distance
where
a stable ground is only so permissive of standing
and heavy standing only so permissive of balance;
Like other monoliths, of course
so many centres, so many cores
are cyclones dancing against one another
form one total climate
whose outcome –
climax, if you will –
has never been successfully defined
by the one average of all their temperatures.
February 2020
A beach State 