Fragile, virginal and pink
a line in this horizon
slowly appearing
over rushing sage waters.
A handful of dewey leaves
and planks of porch-front
quietly brightening
in spaces between slow breathing.
Lobster boats now visible
drifting beyond shadowed trees
orange and indigo blossom
wild in such tender skies.
Sage alights with blues
a bursting of light discovering
dew drops, foghorns, buoys, loons
born from a darkened pausing.
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