the berried satisfaction of longing (benevolent manipulance redux)

(kinship

hunger
and
Sunday
afternoon

exactly one year ago
the first/last poem
(of this design)
reminded me:
it is possible
to know meaning
only in its passing

not only a
matter of
trust or
rearranging
the things we

think we know
into a circle but
allowing the space
in the center the whole
in the middle to guide us

where

we are
already

the berried satisfaction of longing)