Winter Harbor, Maine
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Here are the photographs that inspired this poem about a day during a family visit in Maine.
"mist surrounds us. Spruce and jack pine recede behind / the weathered air..."
"volcanic dikes that divide the stumbled granite leviathans / fractured millions of years ago, lava filled their cracks black / bound them apart"
"...basalt dikes, crushed by the granite / they divided, crumble into steps that span / old fissures..."
"...She will not pose for me / for me she will clown and gawk..."
"...one arm raised higher than the other / like a ship’s signalman in need of flags..."
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