where the writers are
January 11, 5:36 pm

Log-littered beach

Bleached and salted carcasses of trees

Snow-capped peak floating

Above dark hump of shore

Brown water

Mountains hunched at horizon

Cloud-hatted

Dismal dun-grey sand

Mad flapping multi-colored kite

July 11th 5:36 pm is

Loneliness making marks in ink.