Today's poem is by Judy Little
Horizons
let anywhere as all
till ever happens
over sandrise deep in sunshine unfolding
time or desert, for instance, hollow
places at full windspread or known
collapses of the sun can mark
drifts of dune-shadowlapsed and centuries gone
to silt. Any sand at sunseed may ground
full harbor to some lost curl of time where
ships at market once turned horizons home
surf by surf and sinking sunwave
long at sound and seacoast
and west of all sky that ever happened.
Copyright © 2009 Judy Little All rights reserved
from Vallum
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