The Third Leg is in The Mast

.....................................................“The number three is not a
.....................................................natural expression of wholeness…”
.....................................................--C. G. Jung

heeling into sails
with bracket angles
of late lasting sun
the boat untangles
upon the crinkle
water under pale
glass hull unmoored while
directed as planes
the fibers of a
fourth wind according
rhythms shorn threaded
like preen oil feathers
repel sprit water
of sideward drift tense
in momentum pro-
pulsion direct dis-
placement arrival
arrow sort of like
Zeno bouncing pin-
ball shoreline later
ready then dock walk
skippered not wrangled
with two legs upon
the chopped and uneven land