THIS IS A POEM ABOUT BLADES OF LIGHT AND ROADS HEADING WEST IN THE INFINITE 1.3.18

1.3.18

 

From the place
dust had risen
off your feet
in a dream
as you walked
away toward
an immobile
sun–light
fell earthward
and pierced
the valley
in long blades
like roads
heading west
to the infinite.

 


Written at 7:53 at night, in my office, in Agoura Hills CA. 

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