Thursday, May 6, 2021


light coming into fog against still invisible ridge 

quail flapping up from bricks to fence above feeder 

end of road taken in the form of things must change 

later vision in the notes as follows abstract forms 

thinking in whatever way may be yet to come whether 

world shall race to prevent calamity from happening 

grey whiteness of fog against top of shadowed ridge 

white line of wave breaking on sand next to channel

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