grey whiteness of fog again
against invisible ridge
unseen blue jay screeching on
branch across from it
for that is and therefore can be
thought, so far as
farthest from that, shall be any
of, that is to say
listening, thinking with no idea
where it will take
me, happy to have no clear sense
of where I’m going
grey whiteness of fog still
against invisible ridge
line of pelicans gliding to the
left toward channel
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