Zephyrus was often thought the gentlest wind god, although he possessed a capacity for jealousy.

World History Encyclopedia

i.

tonight

    your dreamt body tapered

    with tumor in mine, an image only

the               umbra of sleep awakes. only in this

    shadow you lived, my mind setting its

    quill to scrawl the year, until all

missing      open eyes

    met their lids, reset their sight—all birds

    kept their wings. i can live without

you              illuminating the earth. i hole up

    gladly, comforter

    [                                                    ]

    chrysalis, abyss of linen and gold.

clear            as water, my grief. if wind undid.

tomorrow

  [                                                    ]

  don’t traipse inside me like that.

  fire up. can you dance like

  habit isn’t begging. or i’m                         not

  just thinking human in

  lieu of you. creature, created,

  [                                                    ]

  placed in my lap. when we both              roused,

  roused, untouched by years of

  trickled things—shame, pain, cells

  verbose with themselves. i hear the        gone

  xerces blue was gossamer-winged. i      quelled

  zephyrus—that all dead may fly back    after you—

                                                        n

                                                                       e

                                                                      b

                                                                              e

                                                                             n

                                                    e 

the missing you clear: / not roused, gone quelled after you— / n e b e n         e b e n             b e n

           (tonight, tomorrow—)

ii.

capacity for

gentlest, he. jealousy

possessed—the thought—Zephyrus.

clear           as water, my grief. if wind un[b]id.

    bbb

    chrysalis, abyss of linen and gold,

    don’t traipse inside me like that,

    eee

    fire up. can you dance like,

[more]        gladly, comforter—

    habit isn’t begging. [n]or i’m                         not

you              illuminating the earth. i hole up

    just thinking human in

    kept their wings. i can live without

    lieu of you. creature, created,

    met their lids, reset their sight—all birds

    nnn

missing       open eyes

    placed in my lap. when we both                    roused,

    quill to scrawl the year, until all

    roused, untouched by years of

    shadow, you lived. my mind setting its

    trickled things—shame, pain, cells

the               umbra of sleep awakes—only in this

     verbose with themselves. i hear the[e]        gone

     with tumor in mine, an image only.

     xerces blue was gossamer-winged. i           quelled

     your dreamt body, tapered

     zephyrus—that all dead may fly back         after you—

                                                            n

                                                                         e

                                                                     b

                                                                           e

                                                                       n

clear: you, missing; the / not roused. gone—quelled—after you—                                   e 

clear: not you. missing / roused. the gone quelled after you—                                     b  e  n

after you quelled, gone. / roused, not. the missing you clear                                b e n