poetry
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observationonwaterIII
Diane Glancy
On the Sea There Is No Shade
By noon the sky has turned to cream.
The fish are rocking back and forth.
The sea has large, round eyes as if a basin or large bowl.
I write a letter on the oar.
I push the letter out to float.
The sea is and dark.
By night, the stars are kicking in the sky.
The heavens have a search light for a moon.
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