by Barbara Duffey
You, my keeper, my mooring
against a blast of blue—
You block
the electro-magnetic
fields, return me
ultimate white
weighing
a capacity
with air.
Last updated December 24, 2014
You, my keeper, my mooring
against a blast of blue—
You block
the electro-magnetic
fields, return me
ultimate white
weighing
a capacity
with air.