Auricle

I listen and listen but how do I know

    Peace Peace in the plural says please or pleads

I hear the whole song divide the state as one

    appeals past the last centuries’ pealing bells

wren under eaves ruins another wren’s heaven

    dying sympathies appear as a pear or peas

with her territory her tune I want a nest

    clinging to the twine Please Please in the plural

not a flag a mead hall not a circumstance

    puts pain’s poor plea deeper in the apparent

a stable not a stability where animals dream

    pressure the daylily plant the possible prayer

and dreaming among them I tell the stranger

    pulling apart the sepal petals by their dusty crease

in my mind I can’t I don’t know how to sing