One morning all you
hear are songs rising
on ragged winds
capturing a shifting
light along the path
capturing a watery view
too cold too close
too bright to be the moon
and a simple afternoon
grows more elaborate
smudged around
the edges red as wax
(c) 2019 by Hannah Six
Image: Claude Monet, San Giorgio Maggiore
at Dusk (1908), oil on canvas
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