staircase poem 9

it's agreed that i don't
look like the organic forum
setting itself up for tonight
not all acorns are under snow

outside the window closest
to my yellow tree photoprint
i see a delimbed tree trunk
probably was an old elm
in this city of stately elms
grey & off-white not painted
yellow like the tree
in republika srpska or the one
on avenue laval in montréal

if i treat my report
like an installation
in the report—poems too—
poems are images & not
just text words typed on paper
the report as art
the report is art

&
as marcia tucker says
art is what an artist does