A green canopy - near above.
To be among the leaves-
inverted I am.
The light pierces between - these leaves
among twisty wooden branches.
It all twists inthroughout me.
Wish I could twist - inthroughout
them.
Started while residing on McBride St. in Syracuse, NY; 1991, aged 23 or 24.
This poem is sort of an intro/companion poem to the next poem, “I would wish to fall in drops,”, which was also composed on the flat roof that I will mention.
My apartment at that time was sided with another in a duplex house that was located not properly on McBride but a ways behind housing that was so, while it was at the back of heavily tree-shaded grounds. I could walk out a door on that grounds side of my second floor bedroom onto a flat roof with no railing. I liked to lie on my back on that roof and look up at the branches and all. It was a pleasant place to live.
Writings By Erick Heins 