The jersey that runner wears.
The shoes of another.

A canoe in the rack.
Dandelions everywhere.

The (yellow) jackets
on the backs

of a man and a woman paddling
a kayak in the channel.

Yield

and dead end
signs. Willow tree

vines that drape over
the lake edge. The house

beside the church—
bells mid-chime.

A row of garage doors.
A rabbit in the pocket

park grass (no, that’s tan
fur). The western arch

on the pedestrian bridge
that shakes hands

with its eastern mirror image.
Your equilibrium sometimes.