Wednesday, May 18, 2016

where all is secret where all is forgotten

some vacated scene
on the distant hillside
a patch of grass
ringed in gorse
caught in slanted sunlight as

though forever
an island
inside the atoll
in the green breakers
some wreck heaves, caught
as by lanterns
(in sunlight

only dull hares now stir
the brightness)
in this place, at this distance:
stunned, clustered in sunlight
slanted for a moment, muted
looking out
all else gone

warm silence
uncertain loss

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