Thursday, July 6, 2017


light coming into fog against still invisible ridge

unseen towhee calling from field in left foreground

shines up or down, places ones who come from places

between the line of green grass, under it, becoming

afternoon shadows of bamboo leaves moving on sunlit

redwood fence lavender beside green glass back door

grey whiteness of fog against still invisible ridge

line of pelicans flapping to the right toward point

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