grey rain cloud above
shadowed green plane of ridge
blue jay landing on black pine
branch in foreground
just given, thinking that words
are material “form”
moment in picture, motion of the
thing, relation to
meanwhile, as the rain is falling
out there here is
this morning’s poem, different
weather going on now
light grey whiteness of sky above shoulder
of ridge
white line of wave breaking across
mouth of channel
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