the poetics of awosting

poetics of water
clear or muddled with a gray green algae bloom
too cold to swim in

poetics of air
a fresh wind whips across the lake
after awhile, it numbs my fingers

poetics of earth
the granite skirt
pebbles beneath bare feet

poetics of fire
solar orange hawkweed’s brilliance
attracting a black swallowtail

amid conversation under an
illusory moon