Reflection

  Sunriseopalescence: old moondissolves. Sea returns& returns, until we arefish food, wind chimea thrush’s song. You arenot apart: held insidePolaroid memory, capturedin synapse. Twenty yearsof that, twenty yearsof this, & twentyto finish. Full moonsunrise, opalescence: dust motesfloat & allthe drama shiftsto this quietreflection. .