Anywhere where every
Sideslip of the beaming sea
Founders in the wear and tear
Off of drowning Waikiki,
Where those summery dream lips
Kiss air in the lisping tide,
The endless drifting tips of wave
And sun our fish eyes subdivide
Into liquid bits of twisting light,
Lips the breaking pandemonium
Of sky the sunlit finite
Crush of mist and foam
Awakes, rides the gaping open bight
Between the rush of home
And distant piling landless night.

February 13th, 2002

November 29th, 2005

Rancho Santa Fe
December 21st and 22nd, 2005