from “The Drift”


from The Drift


In the dream the same beach
we’ve never been to together

is calling though once we stood
on a jetty watching the sun

read the gathering clouds
the riot act sometimes you have

to lower yourself as well to circumstances
to rise some place else entirely


The waves here
slide across and beneath

each moment grand tectonics
some brought to level

annihilation by incremental loss
some subsumed by a surge

of gain so that what they’ve gained
gains them in final shape

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