Sublime

All earth is a dustpan
floating on the drifts of thoughtless creation-

I look at the tide a mile away
and I see myself like Edna’s Awakening.
I want to wear it, that new version
waving back.
For a moment it’s not even blue
but the red of Greek tragedy
and Revelations and Sartre.
The ripples peter out and
I see the shore again.

-our blood becomes dirt and washes away.

– Palos Verdes, CA

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Taken in Darby, MT

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