At the edge of vision
just short of sight
pond air shimmers pearly
unbroken ungated. Bright
mist engages me
silent unmediated.
When I turn
and look into it
I want birds.
~ Marie Ponsot, b. 1921, American poet and translator
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Monday, May 17, 2010
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