From The Lake Diary

This morning the lake

was all sunlight

flaring across, all

glitter and motion

in a seam of mica.

I paddled into it,

blinded, not knowing

which shore

I was coming to

until I heard

through over-

hanging boughs

Charlie Parker

reciting a sutra

into that light,

a tune previously

known as

Embraceable You,

or else it was

a song sparrow.

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