Monday Poem

Amethyst
—Puerto Rico,
1960

San Juan past the stone north walls of Morro
shanty roofs slide to the sea
white below beyond breakers
the sea spreads bluegreen north to New York

…… strewn across my bed the moon
…… through a window
…… lies across the sheets like a lover

the ship on rippleless lavenderglass swells
at dusk, the sky’s hue too
I am indistinct in this boundless
lifting/falling amethyst
.

by Jim Culleny, 8/9/13

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