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I.

Drifting in a boat in Minnesota
the lake line buries under a thread of light.
Squinting through pines
it spans the fragile morning,
tips of waves like stars.

II.

Light lifts like an infant from a crib
as we tread through open air
ripples blooming behind the boat.
Loons trill secrets through silence
their shadows casting a spotlight.

III.

It is peaceful to silence the motor
and gaze into light’s eye
the lake steady as a paintbrush
till the first bite drags the bobber to its depths.

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