Elegy to Dawn on Sand

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The whining dog
settles miserable but stoic
Let them sleep

A smile fades off her face
Blood runs thin as copper wire

and a stippled colony of mollusks
come through visible
like a regular mortal gravity

–gorgeous orange blossoms
for irregular gravity–

and I firewalk past
the skeleton of a fruit stand
olive trees
the lumpy paddocks

The heat was killing
and over
without a word

This poem is inspired by an exercise to select a photo and write a poem below it, with words from a published work. Most of the words in my poem come from the book “Dirt Music,” by Tim Winton.

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