Sunday, 27 November 2016

view

view

look down
anderson ave,
say,
& why not,
straight to
the sea
to see what
kind of day
it is on
the waters
a sparkler
or a
dull clouded
day sunk
on itself
from the start
nasty with the
bite of wind
a view just
the breadth
of this street
enough
the breadth
of this page
to glimpse
the heart of
this man
in fine
fettle
or
troubled,
morose
moon of
a mood

so we write
and so our
art is just
for the
view

          3 may 2016

          

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