Morning/Entry

Photo by Frank McKenna

The herring gull, the sun captain, steers his course.
Below him is the water.
The world is still sleeping like a
many-colored stone in the water.
Undecipherable day. Days--
like Aztec hieroglyphs!

The music. And I’m enmeshed
in its tapestry, with
arms raised high—like a figure
out of folk art.

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