Measuring the Depth sample poems
crawling mist
the empty boat pulls
at its moorings
deep winter
the fishing rod's
creaking note
joining the dots
my stone skips
from star to star
long night
through broken sleep
the sound of waves
crawling mist
the empty boat pulls
at its moorings
deep winter
the fishing rod's
creaking note
joining the dots
my stone skips
from star to star
long night
through broken sleep
the sound of waves