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Arriving in Santa Monica (for D. F-S)


Driving into the dangerous blankness of a desert

as a vastness to enter, like light passing through

stained glass into an enormous openness beyond

the ruined corner of a fence, through a pasture

where hyacinths sweet basil and bright anemones

shiver in the pure clarity of the annihilating sunlight

as everything dissolves, scatters and smashes into whiteness

the way a candle brightens

freshens and glows

in its broken open ness


streaming through it.



[From the author’s Santa Monica Notebook, originally published in NHS 2006, http://www.poetspath.com/napalm/nhs06/Roark.htm.]