It is positively wild.
Wildly positive.
A position of wildness.
Wilderness
wilding
now you know
where to go when the wind blows
the leaves hearken
the days…
well, they take longer to go down,
the sun, sweet sunlight, sundown, sun feathers
smote fire
because fire smotes smite is smot bon mot
o
bon motto
bon bon
sun smoke
fire ruby
never ruby but o
o O OOOOOOO
a simple orange
this is sundown
in the city
I’m not supposed to like cities
and by the end of this poem, I knew.
A Room of Heroine 