Monday, March 2, 2015

3.2



light coming into sky above still black
ridge, red-tailed hawk calling in right
foreground, no sound of wave in channel

      that person in the ground,
      or to speak more of

      others have been, this is
      one, whereas so far

blinding white edge of sun above ridge,
cormorant flapping across toward point


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