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An ekphrastic on Hughie Lee-Smith’s “Aprės Midi” (1987)
of the pylons and crates behind her
a cement-steel fortress
that would keep her from the water,
she becomes a solitary Neptune
in command of her watery universe
on this late summer afternoon day.
She shakes the particles off her blanket,
remnants of her modest picnic,
shakes off the cares and worries
of her life on land.
Soon she’ll swallow the roar of the waves.
Weightless, she’ll travel the wide expanse of the sky,
and she’ll be made whole again.
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