Today I saw (not poetry)
February 28, 2008
Today I saw the Foyle river open up into the inlet then the horizon disappeared.
Today I saw a bridge, and on it cars travelled into a cloud
I saw tiny lighthouses along the rivershore
field grass peaked in frosty white
the sun as a white disk in the sky on a haunted morn
a signet swan sitting in the bog
blue dew and then the sea!
from a train that made my pen jump everytime we hit the 12th rail.
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