this morning, unkai – the sea of fog – unrolls train valley Oe-san and browning peaks around all swim in mist slow down feather grey engine sighing smoke kisses mist sun weaves thin air banners between lowering waves of cloud it begins above train arrival chimes one note falling far from clear song one silver…
Tag: morning
Secrets
clam nestled in sand will not yield, there is no revolving beyond sun sparks cloud edge low, between mountain and sea running silvered under early blue seething, top to bottom storied beyond our reading slaves, liars, murders, cheats underpin glass towers glinting now, at anchor lights winking back from their smug harbour …
2008: beginner
it’s 2008 and for one summer every morning at five i rise and write gather and sift look out over this hour before me becomes we but that is not true there is no separation of states everything becomes star etched footsteps lift like sun, echo light from a distance draws down don’t stare float…
Prairiepomes 