Monday, May 9, 2016

Rodak's Writings: The beach by/ego light ~ an oldie

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the beach by/ego light

i’m writing
                the beach
clean and free
of human leavings
                      coloring
the polished sand
from a limited palette
   --pinks and opaline-gray.

the evening sky
     contracts
becoming a fisherman’s lantern.

i  too am there
   my shadow falls across the sand
   drowns
   in a shattered light
where foam and stone prolong each other.

the moon
blasting stars with her stolen starlight
the earth
hiding half of all that’s whole


while i bead the planets    like words    on a line.
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