Vol de nuit

chill rail under bare steps
this night we play the rain.

when I say three remember all
the steam and red lights further
then stick your ears to steel,
and hear again the cowrie

damp weeds hid enemy ahead
and blackness give them power
the one that wanders now astray
is lost: follow the sleepers

cut down the herbs to find the pools
they kept for you the stars in heaps
and kept the revolution
wallow your boots and search your trace

who’s first to see the eyes of owl
come back and give a whistle