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Promontory Point in August

Here the lake is a crescent-shaped horizon,

the iridescent green of dragonfly wings,

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everything converging toward a point,

the white of a far-off sail.

Now the sky grays.

A light in the distance warns

of passing dangers.

Still, the green lake moves forward

like the prow of a ship

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to meet the sky.