Dream I had—exhuming to loving—beautiful, uplifting—of course I will remember—no need to write it—and I did remember—it carried me into an extended dream—grabbed me, vivid—that’s dream’s way of staying—in shadows.
—Dream I had (or had me….
:- Doug.
I could restore my images
well enough
to see the wonder
fuzzy logic
fuzzy images
carry us
transpose
:- Doug.
There are at least two kinds of a poet’s editing: that to clean up, make more effective; and that to make more true to discovery.
:- Doug.
Poetry is making clear the edges of the fog
Poetry is making clear the beauty of the fog
Poetry is making clear the learnings in the fog
:- Doug.
But life goes on and so
our train moved on
I knew that tableau
of fog and valley
and beauty
will never repeat
nor will its lessons
yet it is important
at that instant
out that window
I was looking
:- Doug.
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