—Between Berwyn and Bryn Mawr


Between Berwyn and Bryn Mawr - Castevet

Church bells and airplanes try to roll you out of bed, but you’ll sleep instead.

Something moves

Just beyond the mind’s

clumsy fingers

It has to do with seeds.

The earth’s insomnia.

The garden going on without us.

Needing no one to

watch it

Not even the moon