Monday, February 12, 2018


horizontal line of cloud above still shadowed ridge

red-shouldered hawk calling on branch in foreground

silence become memory one day, seeing asked him why

features in place, almost what had been, could more

words floating free of previous context white space

whose silence suggests imagines presence of absence

shadowed grey line of cloud above still black ridge

white line of wave breaking across mouth of channel

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