Saturday, May 11, 2024

5.10


light grey whiteness of fog against invisible ridge quails and blue jay by seeds on table next to fence 


thinking in fragments the first word arriving at home outside everything appearing here while it shines 


breathing in breathing out eyes closed opening quail calling on bricks below window yellow and blue bed 


grey whiteness of fog against invisible shoulder of ridge wave breaking on sand to the right of channel



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