Thursday, April 2, 2009

weather report. 22.29 hrs



then

cool and misty overnight

black now white/sometime/a helicopter overhead

look here

as zebra flicker. shadow becoming light. Accept



cobble stone path edged with red brick

hosta. the garden. deep dew.



speak these words:



in the winter air/the roots of trees

the smell of the skin/like a little place

ripping up things/so little stars

the railway station

the girls red hair/the twigs in the wood.




I have nothing more to say.

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