The skiff, unmoored, leaves no mark
As it drifts out with the tide.
The coming storm drags its rain
Like a full net behind it.
If what we share is the waking,
Give me an ampule of dream.
—Eric Pankey, from “Oracle Figures” in Oracle Figures (Ausable Press, 2003)
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