lake glass-still/somewhere a loon is calling; coffee smells spiralling upstairs. my bed (piled mattresses/wood floor) is warm & the little birds trill in the frontyard by the dodge while in the woods foxes/are wakin' up.
2)EVENIN
[dock beers] . . . on the water shadflies squirm, ignorant & simple & doomed. jackfish tack lazily up and gobble --taking their meals. heron stands in the shallows and from downlake the wind blows sweetly/and in my head i hear girls singing.
snow lake is a lonely place to think of girls/but you learn to keep busy (open your eyes)