Vincent Katz

Yesterday, as we walked from the town,
And the light faded from the sky,
I thought, How striking
The dark shapes of buoys and barks
In front of the still bay, and land opposite

And I thought, Poetry cannot suffice
For this, only painting could evince
This light, and evincing, might
Reach an equivalent sense of calm
Or overview, photography could not

Then my son said, Don’t under-
Estimate the power of the word,
And I thought, Perhaps? This morn,
Again I see the sea, land opposite,
Boats and air and clouds, and wonder

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