Part of a largely empty room. There is
furniture but in wrong positions. It is
a building site or abandoned squalid place.
Central, but seen, from one side, is a door,
lower half wood, the upper half; and, through
the glass, blossomy sunlight, white with yellow
and flecks of other colours.
So many
panes of glass churn up from central craters
with waves receding from points of impact;
and these circles are not circles; they spiral.
"This shine could be starlight of entire galaxies"
and other panes are seemingly translucent
waves viewed from above mid ocean darkening
and taking deeper form near to one side
of the door thanks to angles of the bright sunlight
nothing outside clearly visible to us
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