Forty-sixth Saturday

Sawtoothed morning sky.

Sharp gray clouds part, revealing

Orange, white, pale blue.

Under low dark lid

High river runs. Rain last night.

Path looks liquid, too.

Single cormorant,

Black against silver water,

His wings spread out wide.

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