Saturday, August 20, 2016


waking from dream in the unmade yellow and blue bed

grey whiteness of fog still against invisible ridge

anyone includes numerous, first volume of projected

one patch of surface, one at a time, circles figure

memorial for my mother, still alive in another room

but I don’t see her, who will die when this is done

grey whiteness of fog against top of shadowed ridge

diagonal white line of wave breaking across channel

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