this is not a photograph
the composition however
seems close to perfect
from the clarity
of near-focus volcanic brown scoria
larger than pebble smaller than fist
to the symmetry of parallel pairs of lines
riding the brown over a middle-distance ridge
implying disappearance after breasting the rise
then perfectly aligned reappearance
without a break visible to the eye
separating by cleft suburbs from bay
until the point of nothing
at the distant end of sight
this is not a photograph
just the current framing
of a way to travel south
© Frank Prem, 2002
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Frank Prem Poetry 