Thursday, May 12, 2022

At the White Sands Amphitheater

I may scream a silence of words:
     The moon-colored dunes!
     The moving desert!
     The living plaster!
But it's the men with their tube eyes
Who try to capture illusory hues
In the gold and blue hours
Like camels leaning under the sun's trajectory --
The task master something other
Than the one on his back.