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on white you fall

      into line

      her voice fills

      the ground

      potato cuts

      the sun

      dries paints

      the deck prints

      shapes shadows

      of oranges

      green

      ‘cyan and

      magenta’

      sail

      your picnic

      sea

      into the eye

      land crimson

      lemons

      hand me

      the moon

      risen rode

      rose ride

       white

      out to see

Watermelon World

      she sings fish are jumping

      in your room birds ride

      around the walls pink is

      picking up white cotton

      is high diamonds rose and

      why one of these days

      the picture may be painted

      melons sent flying hearts

      and stars harm nothing you

      care about more than today

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      signature pink, leap

      bodily the helix enough

      doubled erotic or singing to

      say I am energy make

      certain my best feints dab

      your ever, this is me

An Island

      An island for Easter an Easter island

      in the pacific Pacific

      of the Inside Passage

      grounding the dream and dreaming the ground

      with the Sunshine Crew

      that’s daffodils

      and a shack on the water whatever the dream hands out

      whatever we can bring

      what

      ever

      these spring nights no-one can sleep days set to roll over

      showing long flanks and a bright mammalian eye

      Other imaginations fired easily and here we are

      headed straight into history

      other stories breathing spaces

      between the quotidian hauls and the junk we saved

      a walk out to the plane at infinity

      or a face turned south smiling meridian coordinates

      at the sun oh merry days

      great circles roll over our heads and we’re breathing even so

      the fish can’t tell if it’s

       air like water

      or water like air

      nosing in among the sailing islands

      whose hills roll in the gentle swell of the Gulf of

      Georgia you sent us a west wind and Florence saying

      welcome to Roseland here comes the water

      back up the bay through the fruit trees

      coming into leaf

      walnuts apples veranda pear around the corner

      mad

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