
the one true sun
rises over the lake;
imposters abound

the one true sun
rises over the lake;
imposters abound

a thin band of
reality erasure,
haze on the lake.

an orange streak
burns across the water —
brightly but briefly



a cluster of trees
stands out against the gray:
the last unvanished

nesting birds
unmoved by their reflected
doppelgängers