on Nature, Poetry

Neringa

The dock is dry today, the

pond liquid, reflecting

one patch of blue sky, with

tufted clouds of cotton.

I approach the water

from a luring hillside path, deep

with leaves,

like an alpine slide, pouring

crunchy autumn into

silky summer.


Kelly Salasin, October 2009, VT

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