harbor

I don't forget to look into 

the sky this morning too

                       I don't miss the trees

                       shaking their heads no

the clouds climbing

as shade--perhaps rain 

                        and in the middle 

                        of an ordinary night 

this visitation of light 

I am pointed like a boat

                        in the direction of the sky

                        waiting to be pushed into

another space of time

some messy scatter of life

                         to go and then write back 

                         without hesitation or revision

of the simplest things:

"Dear" "Goodbye" "Sincerely"

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Pic: MZ's photo of the Aurora from yesterday. I was up till 3 too, but didn't see anything although I peered and peeked.