First Pantoum of Summer

One sleep depletes, another fills the well

Our night's companion shapes the coming day.

My bed this morning grew drafty as a cell

When you took off for town. I couldn't stay.

Our night's companion shapes the coming day,

And where we make our bed can make us weep.

When you took off for town, I couldn't stay.

I fell into these words - a second sleep.

Where we make our bed can make us weep

Or leave us a clean and clear and ravenous.

I fell into these words - a second sleep,

A summer sleep, the windows generous.

You left me clean and clear and ravenous.

I drank new air, a warm and welcome stream

Of summer sleep, the windows generous.

Here or away, you lead me out of dream.

I drank new air, a warm and welcome stream.

My bed this morning grew drafty as a cell.

Here or away, you lead me out of dream.

One sleep depletes, another fills the well.