Aberration

At Point Reyes today, I watched

snow fall to the gray green sea,
,
whitecaps swept the cragged outcroppings.

Two boys in striped caps ran along the

sandy shore, laughing, heads back,

tongues out, to catch the odd windfall.

A black dog with curly ears loped ahead,

barked, flushed a flock of sandpipers

into the strange thick sky.