Monday, August 8, 2016


grey whiteness of fog against still invisible ridge

sound of cars passing in street in right foreground

light where it is said of the sun, visible in light

between see and remember, willing to see, pass over

finding itself in itself syllable by syllable, word

by word if one is to feel the forms of motion in it

grey whiteness of fog against top of shadowed ridge

pelican flapping to the right toward fog on horizon

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