THE BEAUTIFUL MUNDANE: POETRY, ORIGINAL PAINTINGS, PHOTOGRAPHS by Peter "Break the wine glass and fall towards the glass-blower's breath." "Walk out like someone suddenly born into color!" Rumi
After Dylan Thomas
Ragged seas bark their tune
of wayward gulls, frothy drift,
stormy calm, bedraggled sailors
in descending light
every April early May, never ever June—
that long gray time
of ascending gloom.
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