Thursday, May 13, 2021


light grey whiteness of fog against invisible ridge 

first quail standing on edge of fence next to table 

chosen the second time only different the same body 

moment relative to there arriving at which is first 

coming decades thirty forth learned to think summer 

is to arrive at the present in and for what it says 

grey whiteness still against invisible top of ridge 

white lines of waves breaking into mouth of channel

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