Tuesday, November 8, 2016

Jan Dean # 8 Wind from the Sea

Wind from the Sea

It was an obsession
to see how many
tattered curtains

he could accumulate
in a collection of winds
from the sea, streaking

obliques in dry brush
where long, long, ago
freshness hung.

Frayed futility framed
bleak views, but some
drapes were marked

with birds inclined
to make swallow dives
into a fragrant life.


  1. or set upon a golden bough to sing ?

  2. Maybe although I'm not sure they were warblers but the bough sounds a good perch.


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