16.x.22
1014
3.288
ripe and past
ekphrastic for Perle Fine’s 1958 ‘Summer 1’
every season is stuck on a last
it’s bright this sun lost under
lazy
&
something sprung struck green
like accident here
a dream of water falling
far afoot
skin blistered
signature lost
brave summer like a sea beyond!
and here we swim
go under now
grey and fixed and fast
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