Saturday, August 19, 2017

8.16


white patch of snow against triangular granite peak

sound of water falling on rocks in right foreground


light through half-closed shutter, order from which

that figure, descriptions of seeing it, takes place


what one says about thought being “measure” measure

of poems and days of writing them one after another


grey whiteness of sky above triangular granite peak

waning white moon by shadowed branch across from it


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