remembering now
this season
the world is mostly dark
howling black nights
and many days only a thin
lens of grey light to the south:
muted water
dark knots of land
lowering clouds, layer upon layer
wild unwavering winds
pressing out
the weakening light
*Copyright 2010 by Luther Allen. This poem appears in The View from Lummi Island.
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photo by Stephanie Trapp