When the words come to us
Out of nowhere and everywhere
At once, with ease

Or, more often perhaps
Wrestled grindingly
Or gingerly, as the case may be
Sounded out, as grist from stone

Phrases spring forth, fully formed
As a clear, clean fount from fissure

Beautiful jewels found in dry creek beds
Under burnt out lampposts
Unexpectedly, in dirtied sheets like
Cracker crumbs

Words wrest
And in such form found
A nest

To nestle in, a safety
In surety, these letters fall
In sequence

Or a sailing, hailing ship
Proudly purchased in the age of piracy
Oceans now ossuaries, barren battlefields
Boasting boats hewn from greater oaks

Hulls of honed...