22 January 2008


501
The mirror turned redundant and though lubbers we
Made a sail of the glass in winter
And with iced limbs braced to the hardest edge
Tacked a line in the sea street lane.
(Moon-in-water moment to those across the way).
At our port another wall,
Where old reflection new habited.

3 comments:

Dick said...

That's a brilliant piece of trompe l'oeil, Mark.

mark said...

thanks dick-- i figured i should take advantage of the mirror's unusual position, as soon--with some labor--it will be on the wall

Princess Haiku said...

"Moon-in-water moment." I like that........ original