come back
to the beginning.
if you say
listen to the worn-out clock
beloved friend
see how that thread is broken
for now is the time
of Yellow brocade
and Today is the day
for deep falling blossoms
Showing posts with label collage poem. Show all posts
Showing posts with label collage poem. Show all posts
Thursday, October 28, 2010
Sunday, May 9, 2010
The Map of Chance (May 9, 2010)
the map of chance
on the table,
I am relishing
a secret something
with silence almost twitching,
I will speak bits of talk.
whispered in reverie.
still The scent of burgundy
and here in the doorway,
the day of departure
later a brightness.
on the table,
I am relishing
a secret something
with silence almost twitching,
I will speak bits of talk.
whispered in reverie.
still The scent of burgundy
and here in the doorway,
the day of departure
later a brightness.
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