"In the Crator of Haleakala, Maui, c. 1948"
1.
Ansel, your mid-air slab full cloud
our first
lava
in firefly letters:
Dear
f-stop
one pine breath is religion
climaxing away
one bristlecone performance
To soothsay the canyon updraft
edges for mind stripped
to finally as we know it,
but how not
go
bounding in the heavenly arc
of a violet rock
love
this final
gradation
2.
Hypnotizing, the how.
Four sun neon
vultures spiral
away
toward flood
at confluence
I am dreaming in, out,
two rivers
Here is a half moon
for Haleakala clouds
to palpate what looks
a blade of infinite
bare shoulder
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