light coming into sky above
shadowed plane of ridge
motionless green bamboo leaves beside
redwood fence
August was done “more or less”
between each present
these one more breath from which
we have quoted end
question of being now become this
is how it happens
itself between the sense of no
longer comes to pass
pink red orange sky next to black
shoulder of ridge
white lines of waves breaking into
mouth of channel
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