A bird high over fields. Noise of machinery, irritation of eyes. It was fashionable to kiss fingertips at one another, to fade into darkness & be forgotten.
Shadow of a bird diagramming fields. Animal cry, distance
unspecified. To show respect it was customary to bare the head at noon, to
scoop standing water from pools & puddles.
Field & sky cross-shadowing. Beat up old van rumbling up a hill. In courtship they delighted in imitating drunkeness, staggering & weeping & throwing their arms up in the air & shouting ha!
On the middle of nowhere. Breeze moves slowly against the face, parts lips, moves tongue. Their rough portraits were nailed to roadside trees & bushes, that travellers should remember distant homes.
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