Sunlight is some strange spell:
Cast upon
A veiny white leaf -
Makes it glow green,
Atimes auburn.
Sunbirds gleam
A blinding blue
Among scores of dull
Earthy twitters.
Orioles glisten
A glimmering gold
In short leaps
From tree to tree.
Yet rain they love -
For,
In casual balmy evenings
It sighs sprays
Of spring’s best attire
In one careless sweep.
April 8, 2009.
Listen
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If you will meet me at the beginnings of sorrowHalf-way to stubborn
affection- (Fish, as caught, as caught in water) In between the blades of
grass Where l...
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