FROM CLOUD: TURNING POINTS

Evening in a sheen

Of surf candied in a curving green,

 

Ocean printing on the sand

A jellied camera of land

 

And water’s graphic glare,

Grains of liquid earth and air

 

Developing in the flame of beach the lantern

Of your solar hair in its photogenic perm:

 

All the opposites where we live

Inverted like a negative,

 

Where the center of the galaxy

Is dark at first, but then on sea

 

Is sun again; where mirrors in the eddies burn

Like floodlit birds and then return

 

Like tide to copy on the beach

The distant flashes of the world’s long reach.