Fifteenth Saturday

Square-shouldered towers

Transformed by river’s ripples

Into smudged pastels.

Male mallard glides down,

Lands near second by seawall.

Bros go to breakfast.

On wide calm river,

Lifted, lowered on slow swells,

Geese float lazily.

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