Saturday, December 31, 2016


waking from dream in the unmade yellow and blue bed

Creeley in the living room so young what did he say

to the one in front of it become, relation to other

has since then been, days almost, could say “event”

‘intimations’ denser the most attractive as against

gin and tonics on the rocks which I’ve done much of

grey of rain cloud above shadowed shoulder of ridge

white line of wave breaking across mouth of channel

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