The Water Window

black window-water-pool
then mirror of trees and sky
closer see the hydrologic
of another world       still and quiet

maple schizocarps helicopter down
breaking through the surface calm
to shatter tectonic tensions  -
the fragile leaded-crystal thoughts
the waves of mental machinations
of pasts both measured and unmeasured.
all tenuous attachments to desire dissolve
in expanding rings of dissipation.

on the moss-green bank a man sits
lotus-like       wondering at nothing.

-by Mark S. Foley

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