Ruin is not just one day thing
But slow-fire ,simmering affair
Browning that goes over time,
In patches of white in corners.
Ruin is our own nature’s kitsch… 14 more words
8 hours, 49 minutes ago
While we are in a park and on vacation,
We see elephants and cats in a stimulus.
The elephants are flying heavily in sky
And the cats change shapes too quickly. 29 more words
3 days, 16 hours ago
This man squats at feet level,
His boots and bags are a heap.
He sees walking life and limbs.
His horizon rests at pant-legs.
The man is brisk in a business… 19 more words
4 days, 16 hours ago
The algae lie peacefully with the ibis
Its one leg on rock, its white double
In waters, doing penance for the day.
A boatman scoops up algae in a boat… 26 more words
6 days, 8 hours ago
Nice things to feel on their spines,
I run a finger through their minds.
Their smell feels like inside caves
Of dead men, their bodies in pots… 30 more words
6 days, 12 hours ago
The poet had a squat pen used to dig
Between finger and thumb, mightier
Than a sword or a spade used by dad.
Everyone digs down through lifetime. 22 more words
1 week ago
We had the hunter super moon
As extra prop to midnight hunt,
And we could see animal bright.
After such a moon-laden night
A dawn song had to cry in love… 25 more words
1 week, 3 days ago