Morning — only the seed of Noon —
with busted slats or hinges, strollers with
A crowning mirage or a question
I picture whole streams, new currents,
Idly, not sobbing, not scurrying,
the area of a map that encloses information about the map itself.
borders, journeys, archives, landscapes, reading, time, memory, myth, legend,
Some day, this beach too —
before everyone arrives.