UNPAINTED
The Hawk West Desk Window 8:15pm
The Sky I Cannot Paint
For It Would Soak Its Way
Slowly From Pale Grey
Into Mottled Blue
Feathering At The Horizon
Encasing The Far Reaches Of Sea
And Off Shore Islands
Within A Veiled Hand
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Joanna Gilman Hyde 