light coming into clouds above
still shadowed ridge
sound of jet passing over pine
branch in foreground
those aspects he thought, about
half he had on hand
which was still, “most of all,” second
part of line
woman recalling Luxembourg Gardens
on the first day
of spring, tree branches about to
explode in leaves
pink white edge
of cloud above still shadowed ridge
white line of
wave breaking across mouth of channel
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