grey whiteness of fog against still
invisible ridge
sound of cars passing in street in
right foreground
light where it is said of the sun,
visible in light
between see and remember, willing
to see, pass over
finding itself in itself syllable
by syllable, word
by word if one is to feel the
forms of motion in it
grey whiteness of fog against top
of shadowed ridge
pelican flapping to the right
toward fog on horizon
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