light in window opposite unmade
yellow and blue bed
sound of jet passing over branch
in left foreground
nothing of the place that looks
into it, here which
reflects across building, blue
made tentative, this
for one thing can’t bypass current
standing of self
consciousness which is a matter of
one’s reflection
grey whiteness of fog still
against invisible ridge
white line of wave breaking across
mouth of channel
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