Middle Ages of long hair untouched by the wind
Provided there's wind you'll write     Wind
mathematically precise     Like the eye that has
properties of the nail     Provided there's wind you'll write
your stories for her     Measuring thickness longitude
velocity     Saying into any old stranger's ear
that tonight the wind blows from the East
A glow of steeds and troubadours on the shores
of the highway     Who hold and embellish
the wind's other words