traffic going north

city spreads into mountains

no rain in sixty days

sky empty

pale blue

deep at apex

almost white th rim

skew an sparkle of cars

an commerce

a wisp of cloud

appears above me

softest touch of a dry brush

on rice paper

distracted...I look again

vanished!

a single note

in a John Cage concert

or th Ma of Noh Theatre

th silence between...

is there also

a silence between

th silence?

a silence between

th silence between

a silence between

th silence?

my mind unfolds

an accordian book

each fold a silence

each page a wisp of promise