Windless days reeds
tall grasses
motionless
cormorant a shoe
opens his wings
heron a stopped blue air
kestrel a moment
standing in flight come out
love from wherever
boats turned over
like the hands
of sleepers come out
from the waterbirds
of the shadowy
waterclogged marshland
come see me here
by the river but you
where are you
among these reflections
these lights do you see me
throw a stick in the water
oh then come out love
and see me a face
in the water