Cypress smoulder
black on azure:
this is where
my life ignites.
Forms lose features:
time-gnarled columns,
claws of olives
anchor light.
Above white churches,
sea-blue sky;
beneath white ferries,
sky-blue sea;
lifted on
hermetic winds,
the peerless flag
of poetry.
Epistrofi
© Copyright: Jena Woodhouse, 2011
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