Cloud Wisps
by Isabel Chenot

They floated by like jellyfish of lucent gauze,
or coweb-tissue with a loosened fringe:
clouds spooled so wispy-thin, they only netted evening moths—

membranes of future rain,
catching a tinged flutter
along waves that bend and shatter into color.

Filaments of water,
angel veins,
tangling wings in nacre skeins.


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