Tuesday, August 13, 2019

Light is the constant ephemeral

Like salt dissolving in a dish.
Like a hyphenated word spicing a poem.  
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  1. Susan E. GangelAugust 28, 2019 at 12:03 PM

    visit to CT and then back again, 1900's

    III.

    returning to my own space, the scale so different
    my work undone as I sit at the table and look at the bay.
    Love and all its complications travel through time and space
    as a blown up sail will cut through fog.

    for d. 8/2019 sf, ca

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