The FAB&PP Poem of the Month for August, 2001
transfixed by
the morning sky
he turns away
from the
light
the dark
clouds
disintegrating
the high
grey
surface
mottled
dragged east
to west
to blue
the sun
as
it rises
behind
playing its pink
across the
angle of
the
crumbling
shield
he turns back
to check his
notes the
miracle
passing
persists