Coming back to say how I like the way the N spends the time to fully manifest the alarm/bell. There is meditation within it. Also the opening line’s enjambment is an unexpected paradigm shift that surprise me so early in the poem as to wake me up to listening.
I did/do find “sinews” as being strange imagery but I like it.
I like the changes you’ve made. I think they smooth things.
I had no problem with “timer/bells” and immediately thought of them as being one and the same.
Your poetry continues to nudge me closer and closer to opening up to both meditation and jazz : )
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