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November 13*

the first fresh view:           intrigue of water, cloud, sky           enticement of shore, its critters, kelp           the beguilement of the inner forest, paths, meadows           the delight of this island the everyday view:           the same old stuff, yeah, yeah           we look only … Continue reading

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October 30*

what creates the allure of island is being surrounded, enclosed, held completely in the ever-changing mystery, the ever-deepening allure of water *Copyright 2010 by Luther Allen. This poem appears in The View from Lummi Island.

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September 14*

sunset a thin combed wisp of cirrus alive burning with light islands purple and black the water marching north under a tousling breeze and above nothing except the odd molecule between me and the far edge of the universe *Copyright … Continue reading

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December 25*

matia sucia patos the three islands to the west, the sunset view i’ve walked matia and sucia, circumpiscatated patos watched storm waves wreck in white blasts high against their fixed grit. they are rock, real, immutable. yet, looking through seven … Continue reading

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October 12*

*Copyright 2010 by Luther Allen. This poem appears in The View from Lummi Island.

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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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June 26*

mid-afternoon one of those days                     turgid, augury when i could                     reach out, touch the farthest islands that wisp of cloud *Copyright 2010 by Luther Allen. This poem appears in The View from Lummi Island.

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