This Morning

Strips of gray stand stark
against wisps, ghosts: these
are the clouds of this sunrise.

Stuck on the horizon, backgrounds
go orange–with a dirty hint of red–
and then soft yellow and on to bright
white-blue. And behind the ghosts
and strips the sky darkens, gets
darker until it is the navy above my head.

To the left, seabirds spin around sun-hit
windows planted into apartments. The
sky there is a husky storm color. I can
hear them, the birds. They know what
they are doing.

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