Thursday, March 23, 2017


pink white line of cloud above still shadowed ridge

unseen crow calling from branch in right foreground

moment determined by that as well as, from this one

here at rest, relative to moving system, of surface

today’s paper has a short notice of Barbara Guest’s

death (I’m so glad I got to meet her at your house)

sunlit white lines of clouds above still dark ridge

white curve of moon in pale blue sky across from it

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