Sunday, November 6, 2016


pale grey blue white clouds against invisible ridge

bird gliding toward black pine branch in foreground

not myself at this moment night, and though present

pictorial means, one will without it, can be or not

woman picturing “you near waves, patch of lavender,

last-to-ripen blackberries heavy with sun and dust”

pink edges of clouds above fog against top of ridge

shadowed white line of wave breading across channel

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