Sunday, February 21, 2016

2.19


light coming into sky above still black
ridge, birds calling on shadowed branch
in foreground, sound of cars on freeway

      but in this case it is not,
      falls into a certain

      translation, each with its
      own meaning, nor was

line of lights on horizon next to ridge,

blackness of cloud to the left of point


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