San Cristobal

(for Galen)

Evening turns,

sudden as pigeons.

 

Prayer flags white on the sky

like flickering wings

 

Light pauses —

 

the church dome bathed

orange, raving, exultant

 

this last outpouring of deep sun

violet clouds roiling forward

Published online September 01 2009.


The Open Issue cover image

This piece was published in ‘The Open Issue,’ the Fall 2009 issue of CV2.

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