Sunday, April 18, 2010

Sunrise 16

Another still morning on the reservoir and I added the last layer to the painting I had been working on.

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  1. It comes between two doors
    as I stand between two doors

    it’s a pine tree and inside
    the tree are swords

    it’s hard to imagine this

    it’s hard to imagine
    how a tree lives

    the branches break with ice
    the ice melts in the sun

    the tree’s in the middle of a room

    I cannot say if there’s a lake
    before or after the tree

    or if the tree becomes wind
    and finds its way to water

    I’ve made it all up

    when you look up blue
    for thousands of years

    it’s easy to forget how
    you came to be here

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