10.21

first light in clouds against invisible

top of ridge, black of leaves on branch

in foreground, sound of wave in channel

in it is which will be, hold

here close to conceal

thinking of what it takes to

keep, given, surfaces

grey-white clouds against top of ridge,

shadowed green pine on tip of sandspit

10.20

grey whiteness of fog against invisible

top of ridge, green of leaves on branch

in foreground, wave sounding in channel

and makes its way toward the

into which, as things

seem possible, which feeling,

can be seen that this

grey-white of fog reflected in channel,

wingspan of gull flapping toward point

10.19

light coming into fog against invisible

ridge, golden-crowned sparrow's oh dear

in foreground, sound of wave in channel

an earlier drawing, observed

that each of two "was"

what the lark "sees," how it

sees, is here "seeing"

silver of sunlight reflected in channel,

shadowed green slope of ridge across it

10.18

light coming into sky above still black

ridge, golden-crowned sparrow's dear me

in foreground, wave sounding in channel

approaches constructing form,

surface refraction of

descriptive term parallel to

it, not that, picture

grey-white clouds reflected in channel,

shadowed green pine on tip of sandspit

10.17

light coming into clouds above shadowed

ridge, golden-crowned sparrow's oh dear

in foreground, wave sounding in channel

according to what is evident,

with respect to point

position which has just been,

of place, by means of

grey-white of sky reflected in channel,

wingspan of gull flapping toward point

10.16

grey whiteness of fog against invisible

ridge, shadowed black pattern of leaves

in foreground, sound of wave in channel

what is essential, what does

not only come to that

one of the things picture is,

thinking, of what one

grey-white fog against invisible ridge,

shadowed green pine on tip of sandspit

10.15

grey whiteness of fog against invisible

ridge, golden-crowned sparrow's oh dear

in foreground, sound of wave in channel

subject that passes, as made

is now in front of me

with which one's hand, which

one would have, makes

silver of low sun reflected in channel,

white clouds in pale blue sky above it