Wednesday, November 16, 2005

A Break

It's 70 and breezy on the Jersey shore. Found this on my run today:

Blues

What does one call that element
Between turquoise and silver,
The shade where sea and sky meet,
That cataract of juniper berries
Clustered against November
Wind. Surely Martha Stewart will
See it, too—then I’ll get some for
The porch swing when spring comes
Around.

JH

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