The Summer drifts past
O saisons, O chateaux
In of a Summer evening
clouds summon me outside
me and my shadow
my new smart-phone cam
Still one place to go
The world is afire
down at the Port
Reflected in emergency windows
The hapless party boat
afloat on the notion
that it is unsinkable
Yet calmness pervades
The Relief ship is here
I can relax and exhale
I left a trail
to find my way home
The quality of light deepens
Pass along the way
a fellow nocturnal angler
large shore bird
on the rail
Everything's up in the air
up in the sky
The clouds summon me
back the way I came
And for this moment
the center holds
July 2017
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