Wednesday, December 21, 2016


dream in unmade yellow and blue bed opposite window

“I started early, took my dog, and visited the sea”

that there is here, which because form is preserved

days divided one another, things which, passed from

83-year old mother recalling sunlit upstairs alcove

“learning at a little desk beside my mother’s knee”

yellow edge of sky above shadowed shoulder of ridge

white half moon in grey white clouds across from it

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