[spatial fold with Le Guin]
The dandelion heads
The blue cushion and the folded loop of eight,
The beheaded dog violets and the broom that is still a little almond-scented but mostly busy forming seed pods.
The half acorn mixing with my knee kind of anticipated the folded loop over a week ago,
There is repetition and recurrence of shapes and marks across the sheets that is vast and abundant.
The rabbit came and watched me for a little. I watched it in turn (and later we would meet again at the seashore one early morning).
There we sat for a moment.