1.
Shadow shapes on paper
record and receive
impulses of pencil
and keep them still
till time rubs them out
right left
left right
2.
We came to the sea’s edge
to a beach of hard sand
thro the path of the wind
in a field of wheat
face to face
to face
the moment’s
reflection .
What record does it leave,
and where, what
pattern are we
weaving?
(. . . )
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