Days Full Of Haze (poem)
Days Full Of Haze
The forest is dark
Days full of haze
Windy in springtime
Still cold in mid-May
In here lurks odd creatures
Inhabitants of the night
Many lost are among them
A fog without movement or time
Though painless, oblique
A soft roaring of oceans is heard here despite
written 5/5/17
In the Del Monte woods below highway 68
photo taken at the site of creation
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