poetry, again, from voices

August 12, 2008 at 7:37 pm Leave a comment


tone poem: shaded light


lakemirrored sky

fisherman set dreaming

midst wisped fog

and wind-shaped trees

the waters

scarcely stirring…


having pointed at flowers, attempted

unwordy knowledge…


i remember the fisherman,

bright in the misty

flawed refractions

of pure light.



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