Friday, April 17, 2009
Very Like A Meadow
Yes, she is like a meadow,
Soft as fresh green grasses
Lit with dappled sun,
Cool, under leafy boughs,
Redolent of flowers,
Fragant of fresh air,
Sweet as the rushing stream
Fallen from the hills,
Quicksilver of thought
As the stream's darting trout.
She's very like a meadow,
She who was named Lea.
Soft as fresh green grasses
Lit with dappled sun,
Cool, under leafy boughs,
Redolent of flowers,
Fragant of fresh air,
Sweet as the rushing stream
Fallen from the hills,
Quicksilver of thought
As the stream's darting trout.
She's very like a meadow,
She who was named Lea.
Saturday, April 11, 2009
hokkus
Blossom torn from bough,
a blown-away umbrella.
Spring. Torrents of rain.
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A Rothschild counting money,
Ones and quarters, stacks.
Office of the laundromat.
MDM
a blown-away umbrella.
Spring. Torrents of rain.
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A Rothschild counting money,
Ones and quarters, stacks.
Office of the laundromat.
MDM
