Tuesday, August 20, 2019

8.20




light coming into fog against top of shadowed ridge


motion of green bamboo leaves next to redwood fence


first could say as much as exactly the way we think


almost narrative structure right hand edge of light


think of poem read on page same poem read aloud how


can two such different shapes of things be the same


grey white fog against still invisible top of ridge


white line of wave breaking on sand next to channel





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