Gardiner's Bay, New Year's Day 2010
A partly unfurled confetti curl in the sand,
party colors in the dun
of winter, of early dark,
the failure to rise to a challenge
Breathing air off the cold deep bay
where a piece of saturated wood
seeps closer to bottom,
part of summer's ambition
Closing the pale yellow curtain
against weak midday light
its blowsy roses
taupe and scentless
I daylight-slept
one paw of the dog in my hand
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