9/30/2009
9/29/2009
9/28/2009
succulents
A book must be an axe for the frozen sea inside us... (Franz Kafka)How does one come to write with the power to melt a frozen sea?
With force, daggers invade at large;
flowers penetrate our timid hearts less than they could.
swans
The Swans of Isla Vista
The swans swim together
mated for life,
dive to their shoulders
necks stained with algae;
they sip along the water’s surface
necks coiling, uncoiling.
On the riverbank
in late afternoon
each grooms its white body.
9/26/2009
seagulls
The future unfolds intent
allowed to manifest.
Before its egg is made and laid
a seabird forms its wings.
9/25/2009
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