6     Glittering black lake tonight,         bright butter moon, your stunning yellow light. 14     At the bottom of the wishing well,           a thank-you note lies bleeding ink. 28     Dazed, in the doctor’s office;           the foreign sound of laughter in the hall. 33     Vintner’s terrace dapples in warm rain.           What fragrance from the mingled wine! 43     Low sun at late day; finally, a breeze.           The lake glitters at its touch. 49     Waiting for her at the clinic.           Windows writhe with rivulets of rain.

from Eight Shades of Blue
© 2005 Denis M. Garrison