Cherokee National Forest, Tennesee

soft stones
& trees.

Cuts out of blue
green water a V
in the horizon.

Slowy
steam lifts out
of the cut:

To the sun,
only sliding
over pebbles,

A fish stirs.
Nothing altered,
except rusted

cans in dark
damp triangles
beneath stones.

Bees check holes
in dead sycamore wood
or London planetree;

Finally waterskiers
break the lake.

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