An Umber Fisherman
I, an umber fisherman,
hover
on this bamboo raft
like a dragonfly
over the aegean river.
The gods below
cast reflections
of their salmon sun,
languid
in orchid sky
before indigo palms
and spruce mountains
brocading
a mute kingdom,
onto my blank
porcelain world.
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