May 7, 2013

• A first draft from today

  Marina

  I am walking over the water
  river calm beneath me
  wild wind tossing
  my dress in the air
  sunlight stinging my eyes
  with rust and too much brilliance
  I am surrounded by music
  above the Allegheny
  still as a sheet
  of brown stained glass.

  • 10:15 pm
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