SHADES
having flown
over stones lip
to slip down
a sprayed flume
in bright arc
overhead
funneling
a molten window
of a hood
to refract
a nearby
star's light
through the
glimmering
wood
to protect
a covenant
which suggests
the river ride
ends in a wide
opened eye
and also
the rest is
closed off tight
under a smiling
curtain's hushing
glare that
muting . . . knighted
inner . . . raining
stares . . . erase
2 comments:
mam to rada. ti jsi krasny basnik. epherm-a-real
thank you ... i think
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