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Fifth Saturday, from Seattle, four days late*
Strange city sunrise.
Stripes of white, steel, ice, pink, gold --
Same colors as home.
Seagull swoops, circling,
Rising, showing off his tricks,
Ten floors below me.
View from my window:
Buildings, chaos -- age, height, style.
Mountains, orderly.
*And why so late? Wrote them in Seattle Saturday, lost them, was trying to decide whether it's in the spirit of the thing to reconstruct them, and found them again. Moral: having an orderly packing system is dangerous if you don't have an orderly mind.
Stripes of white, steel, ice, pink, gold --
Same colors as home.
Seagull swoops, circling,
Rising, showing off his tricks,
Ten floors below me.
View from my window:
Buildings, chaos -- age, height, style.
Mountains, orderly.
*And why so late? Wrote them in Seattle Saturday, lost them, was trying to decide whether it's in the spirit of the thing to reconstruct them, and found them again. Moral: having an orderly packing system is dangerous if you don't have an orderly mind.
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