FOG SONG
by Joanna Gilman Hyde
The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 8:34am
The Scrub Spruce are receding
into The Fog
I have situated My Wrought Iron Chair
square on
to see The Spread of Ocean
when It clears
The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 8:34am
The Scrub Spruce are receding
into The Fog
I have situated My Wrought Iron Chair
square on
to see The Spread of Ocean
when It clears