Seaside Doorway, Summer Dawn

Hot low notes undulate the stave,

Color the riser in his element

As in a tumbler flushed above

Pajamas windstreaked blue and wine.

Risen, dear carouser more than rose,

The step from bed to watery grave

Could take forever, fissionable moment,

So many bubbles pinking any spine.

West then this least interior's

Greasebeaded skillet, stove, splintery beam

Grain of a fingertip restores

Flame with the whole East. In unison

Both ripple meaning to become

The other upon passage through its frame.