Rowers at First Light

Rowers at First Light

27 April 2025 By Philip Kuepper There blew the soft, briefwind whenearth passes the sun,and night becomesday. Flame, then,ignited the horizon, took hold,and burned blue across the sea,until it broke against the shore.Blue, broken, lay along the sand,staining the sand dark,then ran back into the flamingsea. Gulls flew up,as though tossed into the air,like pieces of torn white parchment.They flew alarmed at the bluelying broken along the shore.Bea…