in midst of past weeks work
floats turbulent peace leaves, autumn---
the jewelry goes out
to sustain our material needs,
over the sienna soiled island
soft as coffee grounds percolating dark clouds
as sol glides westward suavely
dragging hours and the invisible paths
on which we play in circles,
avoiding punchcards
with ducks of ease
1994 maui
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