11 July 2008


636
The jar tyranny of expectation, in ocean
Absence unpossessed of anything but the hour's false measure;
A tourette of hope and calamity
Become a wall in the sand to the water's edge.
We do not conclude. This is.

2 comments:

antonia said...

i love this poem, also the photo and the other ocean photo and poem.

mark said...

thank you, a