Seeing Sleep
Four Times
1
Looking up from
under
water, the
movement
of clouds
2
Sleep, letting
go
of the body,
the mind moves
on
3
Light through
gaps
between broken
trees.
New day colors,
blue sky and
rising sun,
almost liquids
4
Bone white
trees,
moon shadows on
still water.
Nothing moves
1
Plastic flamingoes
in the snow; icicles
where their beaks
should be
2
Heads of garden gnomes
reappear, snow melting!
3
Moon over Central Park,
even the manmade
lake looks real
4
After the snow melt
newsprint buried
in mud; all the dirty words

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