Saturday, November 5, 2016

sandy blvd octet

autumn sunset flash through cirrus wisps over
evergreen hills & rose alloy skyscraper—

traffic’s red shift moves east: so much reflection;
oak leaves oxidize curbside, wet & static—

no there, just here: but the radio tower
rises outlined above Marquam Hill: distance

is real after all; as the light changes green,
two clouds punctuate trees & one gull circles

Jack Hayes
© 2016

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