The arms of my ears reach out...
A new dream...
Definitely.
Way back...
RVN 1967-68
Invocation
None of us (or so few of us) pay attention; The work of God continues in the pollen falling from the bee as it moves from flower to flower
Lament
Every corner I turn,
there stands Hafez, damn his eyes!
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Sunday, October 9, 2016
Out the Window
Under the Madia,
beneath the Agave's spiny pad,
(Agave parryi truncata)
on the broad lip of it's planter,
a frog!
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