Saint John’s Bread
Then come and find me, if you dare,
and count me not your loss—
for you have dropped your nom de guerre
and I have dropped my cross.
Or do I come for you instead
and come by early light
with shiver, sweep and Saint John’s bread
through all that’s recondite.
You’ll find me as you find the day,
half-dreaming with the dawn—
by dragonfly or vérité,
full moon and we’ll be gone.
“Saint John’s Bread” first appeared in Orbis.