A button fell
from my coat, unmade
and spring air whooshed
afront my face
abashed about a button gone
small things can’t
be replaced with none

A man looked
at the moonless sky
there’s a hole in the corner
and wondered why.
He did not see
how beautiful
the starry diamonds
in heaven’s brook.

A woman stared
at her fingers, she
found no ring
but blisters three
callous from a pen
that wrote
lands that only dreamers