to be alone.
settle into stone
thoughts
motionless and watchful,
the air of being quiety wise
empty as the
srrounding sphere
perfectly centered
Saturday, June 26, 2010
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Once daily, now a weekly posting of found text poems from books in my studio! Selected words on a page of text announce themselves as a poem! Hope you enjoy them! Please visit my other blog, with a daily posting each weekday, at http://www.missouribendstudio.blogspot.com
I love your work. Beautiful.
ReplyDeleteThanks so much...my apologies...I just saw your comment now!!!
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