Monday, January 11, 2010

1.11





pale pink line of cloud above still black

trees, red-tailed hawk calling on branch

in foreground, sound of wave in channel



that is, acclimated to that

appearance of showing



before being, made aware of

flatness, to see what



silver of sunlight reflected in channel,

shadowed green slope of ridge across it

2 comments:

  1. Stephen,

    In other works of yours, there's often a pattern to the content of the stanzas-- what you see from your window; things you've heard and seen on a previous day; lines from a book. What is the pattern in these daily poems?

    Thanks,
    Michael Ratcliffe

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  2. Michael,
    You've got it, same here --the two outer stanzas of 'perception' (things seen and heard) enclosing the two inner ones of things read, all of it 'shaped' on the page (and in the air. . . .
    Stephen

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