When I was One and Twenty...
A blog mostly focused on poetry. I am not sure I understand anything else.
Saturday, February 9, 2013
In the Drift
A piece of orange peel
greets the violet dawn
with an expression like a smile,
unconcerned about the cold,
the collie pissing, or
that massive plow of stars
just visible in the sky.
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