Clouds Gather
Momentary circle of blue
bursts through gathering clouds
as the wind fades then returns
like the voices of summer crickets
surfing through sun and shade.
We sit still
on the fine white sand
at Mālaekahana
watching the changing sky.
-Kathryn Takara (New and Collected Poems)
Ron
on the fine white sand
at Mālaekahanah
watching the changing sk]ym."
Since we have no other recourse we will
do as directed.