The Kite Surfer by Sarah Thunder

It’s a good day for flying with a tall wind.Surf backs up on the glassy sand.The sea is as it should be, graveand on the other side of the silt from where the bridge isa low tree relinquishes its birds.From thirty feet, the statue of Mary looks down on bathers,but the greenish air out where the factories are can forgive.The kite surfer is lifted just … Continue reading The Kite Surfer by Sarah Thunder