Wednesday, September 3, 2014


A bonfire burns 
on an evening beach. 
Is the fire the wood 
or is fire fire? 
The circle of light 
embraces the surf. 
Is the sea the waves 
or is the sea the sea? 
A guitar is sounding 
extemporaneous notes. 
Who makes tonight a song? 
Never-ending grains of sand 
balance at my fingertip. 
Where do I begin? 

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