Hi Shelia, I very much liked the anaphoric element in this, amongst other things. 'Where' has that kind of breath and smoke you are writing about, I feel. Cheers, Jill ________________________ Jill Jones www.jilljones.com.au ----- Original Message ----- From: "Poetryetc: poetry and poetics" To: Cc: Sent:Tue, 18 Aug 2015 18:39:43 -0700 Subject:snap: Smoke Where she is, they are indistinguishable from the sound of thin smoke rising to the heat of afternoon Where they are, trees are, along the warm cement wall where they sit, and where she smokes the slender brand, this gentle afternoon Where they speak, they do not hear smoke rise toward the blue behind lace branches where the shadow mimics slight moves of receiving branches Where she listens, her small breath is heard, not smoke, not voice, not thin wind, just the blend of each one being where they are Sheila E. Murphy