light in window opposite unmade
yellow and blue bed
sound of crow calling on branch in
right foreground
early letter sketch of sand on
paper image just now
breath saying other than the rest
of saying nothing
sounds in themselves without
relation to each other
one’s being at home in words
through world as sound
blinding white edge of sun beside
shoulder of ridge
cormorants flapping to the right
toward the horizon
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