
black shore, golden grass
between earth and cloud they wait
beneath vast silence

black shore, golden grass
between earth and cloud they wait
beneath vast silence

lonely bird afloat
drifts on a frozen island
ice melts, time moves on

doorway to the sea
dyrhólaey light aglow
iceland’s southern guide

new tongue-twister
Kringlumyrarbraut, a street
north of Florida

from glacial shore stance
watching a drifting iceberg
float past frozen toes

staring out at sea
a man ponders, turns to flee
mindful escapee