Tag Archives: fog

May 4*

things hang, suspended                float instead of move in milky emulsion far out a wandering rip:                twirling and idling through a viscous skin of sea *Copyright 2010 by Luther Allen. This poem appears in The View from Lummi Island. Advertisements

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September 12*

predawn barely apprehended forms:           a still sea of air                     the color of void           a still hulk of water                     the color of reflected void           the darkness of matia and orcas                     more substantial by only a shade perfect sphere of moon a … Continue reading

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August 19*

the blinding obscurity of fog the comfort of believing there is nothing beyond that we are held *Copyright 2010 by Luther Allen. This poem appears in The View from Lummi Island. . . . . . fog photo by Amanda … Continue reading

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November 5*

hale’s passage drifting but determined fog filtering and prisming the late morning sun into auras and shafts and crystal spectre like a slowly moving storm of white light revealing the splendor of the ordinary obscuring what we once knew and … Continue reading

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November 29*

another dark dawn pine branches swish and slap the house rain slams and slathers the windows long powerful rollers pound the beach matia and sucia gone into fog the nebulous enigmatic horizon now just a bleary wetness of grey advancing … Continue reading

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October 19*

fog blind: you remember to listen. to imagine. *Copyright 2010 by Luther Allen. This poem appears in The View from Lummi Island. —– fog photo by Amanda Wald Rachie

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December 2*

i wake to the sound of rain steady, drenching, but clear sky overhead low thick fog swarming the remnant-leafed alders in perfect condensing alchemy wets and floods the leaf curl, hard heavy fast drops spattering cold splatter shiver—stand by the … Continue reading

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