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POINT LOMA SONNETS: 3. EL VELO DEL SOL, by                    
First Line: Two larks are lilting rain thoughts. Like long threads
Last Line: And swirl in wisps of dream about your feet.
Subject(s): Point Loma, California


Two larks are lilting rain thoughts. Like long threads
Of silver lace the veil before the sun
Whips lightly on a breeze; frays out. A gun
Stifles the fog-horns and a dreadnaught spreads
Her swinging shadow to North Islands sheds,
Streaming but now like gossamer so spun
That waters, roofs, earth, sky and ships were one --
Diaphanous, ethereal -- drawn shreds.

You'll hear our larks of Loma whistling now.
The gray, fire-riddled veil, a tattered sheet,
Falling from masthead, stern and bow
Loosens sun-sequins on the drab-gold fleet.
Mists gather radiance at your white brow
And swirl in wisps of dream about your feet.





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