Writing home from thick shadows by Janelle DolRayne

After five Franz Kline Paintings

 

(The Ballantine, 1958-1960)

Dear Father,
We left the water spilling down
and the logs raised their heads to us
like baby birds wanting food.
Bobbing birds in black water.
The water turns gray during the day
only after it passes through what we have built.

 

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