Life is storied
The light of the world falls on me, a small lens reflecting ten thousand things, and nothing. Sweet. The words are for you.
Recent Poems
forgot, 3.1.10
between beginning and end, 2.26.10
fallow, 2.26.10
awake in the dark, 2.14.10
doings, 2.9.10
follow, 2.8.10
being, 2.5.10
fall, 2.5.10
admiration, 2.2.10
invitation, 1.28.10
slow, 1.25.10
chorus, 1.24.10
fluted, 1.22.10
perhaps not, 1.20.10
Albemarle, NC
Please let it work.
Thanks to Jenny for sharing strange dreams.
