This entry is part 17 of 31 in the series Morning Porch Poems: Spring 2013


Cerulean, aqua, cyan,
sapphire, azul

notes of a warbler
at the edge of the wood.

The papermaker floats dye
and oil on a liquid surface

so marble is a shape
in the mouth— Orb

in the throat, swirl
in a viewfinder,

evening’s fragrant hem
shuttering the eye.


In response to an entry from the Morning Porch.

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