cloudless blue white sky above
still shadowed ridge
sparrows pecking up seeds from bricks in foreground
can be through experience of body, presence in word
monochrome sculpture, “colored reliefs,” one moment
one knocking on the front door with note that found
typo in Book 1 page 296 reading every word out loud
yellow orange circle of sun above shoulder of ridge
rainbow of spray above wave
breaking across channel
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