Sunday, June 18, 2017


cloudless blue sky above still black plane of ridge

white curve of moon next to branches across from it

which seems to something, visible innermost feeling

hidden dimension, horizon at every point, edge like

father recalling being doctor in the Atlantic fleet

getting real taste for the sea on those small ships

cloudless blue white sky above still shadowed ridge

line of pelican gliding to the right toward horizon

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