DAWN MIST
By JCSTREET © 2004
A sheen of mist
binds me to the dream
miasma . . . stook-struck,
cavils at sun
wraiths in a drift, teeth-baring
smoke
defiantly tail-tucked they quibble
then
reluctantly depart
--30-- July 7, 1977 Hull, Hull, Quebec
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