Wednesday, November 4, 2009

11.4


grey whiteness of fog against invisible

ridge, golden-crowned sparrow’s dear me

in foreground, sound of wave in channel

 

      “looking at them,” details

      as was soon apparent

 

      one dimensional, as far as

      limits itself, which

 

silver of sunlight reflected in channel,

cloudless blue sky to the left of point


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