Three New Poem Drafts

Seaspray The sea ascends on stone, the mist and spray upraised, in driven change, in tide, that ceaselessly with foam will never still nor stay; yet still the ocean wide beneath eternal sky is changeless in its way, with waves that shall abide. Red Mansions Bright red silk-work, like braided rope, such is time, which binds us. In blessed red pavilions, of finest wood, the festivals continue; like…