morning at Kura Tāwhiti
(for MHM)
i.
between pages
of glass, this morning
suspended between us
translucent, fragile as
a beech leaf, a thin
petrographic section
to prepare your absence
, to hammer
its silence out
of any words to come
ii.
young moon
over the trees, weakly
contact printed
on the light
to prepare your absence
, to hammer
its silence out
to the Porter river, to its thinnest
most brittle
silver