by ED ROBERSON
But for a low bank of cloud,
clear morning, empty sky.
The bright band of light beneath the cloud’s gray
I thought at first was open distance, but it’s ice
that by extension raised the lake above the lip of blue lake
and spilled it farther out than that horizon
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