Friday, August 11, 2017

8.11


light grey whiteness of fog against invisible ridge

sound of crow calling on branch in right foreground


up the stairs in front of door, room in half shadow

body in view, fixed point of vision, ambient corner


looking at the same thing that isn’t the same thing

always finding something new in what seems familiar


grey whiteness of fog against still invisible ridge

line of pelicans flapping to the right toward point


Thursday, August 10, 2017

8.10


light in window opposite unmade yellow and blue bed

line of black pine branch above fence in foreground


there the subject itself, events in such a way that

depends on relation, form of this first, and second


restraint from the ground up remembers these events

encounters others in different ways belonging to it


grey whiteness of fog against top of shadowed ridge

shadowed white line of wave breaking across channel


Wednesday, August 9, 2017

8.9


light grey whiteness of fog against invisible ridge

motionless black branches above fence in foreground


letting appear everything in place, is present here

that has been shaping it, into blurred line, detail


words in the slowed down time it takes to type them

as if perceptions of things and world were the same


grey whiteness of fog still against invisible ridge

line of pelicans flapping to the right toward point


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Tuesday, August 8, 2017

8.8


light in window opposite unmade yellow and blue bed

first bird chirping from branch in right foreground


nothing in common with it is present, not before me

reels before it, opposite phenomenon, part of color


recalling the common word without vulgarity now has

so many children can’t go drink a gallon of roundup


grey whiteness of fog against top of shadowed ridge

white line of wave breaking across mouth of channel


Monday, August 7, 2017

8.7


grey whiteness of clouds above still shadowed ridge

blue jay walking across redwood fence in foreground


daughter years later only briefly alluded to, entry

only more than itself is, more means at times, that


baby sitting on platform with a rattle in left hand

and a tambourine between legs has that rhythm going


grey whiteness of clouds above still shadowed ridge

shadowed wingspan of vulture gliding toward horizon


Sunday, August 6, 2017

8.6


dream in unmade yellow and blue bed opposite window

Barbara Guest in tears not wanting to talk about it


example of finding again, wrong one soon afterwards

on which some appear from it, both more than, known


someone who may not have had the fullness of memory

how could one begin to follow threads of connection


grey whiteness of fog against top of shadowed ridge

white line of wave breaking across mouth of channel


Saturday, August 5, 2017

8.5


grey whiteness of fog again against invisible ridge

motionless black branches above fence in foreground


events which appear to be “earlier,” can be further

since, further it follows that in places, system of


linking this with this and that with that documents

partial testament to what one brought to that place


grey whiteness of fog still against invisible ridge

shadowed white line of wave breaking across channel