blue heron one day
blue heron another day I hear him in the morning talking to a blue jay in the driveway
Being driven into the lake, the water covers the car…. Over our heads
Walk this way o living, through darkened halls… it smells, the cardboard crates are most startling.
Garlic and flames dissolve her first communion dress,
traffic in the rainy street, this is how to do art
Cherry blossoms infinitely unreel all the way to creaking wooden floorboards above the river
pairs of crows, clouds of bluets, glittering wet violets
little yellow car bounces out of the muddy green green ditch, crushed in & clodded with brown
it rains
it rains
the green is unbelievable
and everyone sez This is getting ridiculous
The thyme of away-ness, so we leave
all gone
all done
You know—they are choke cherries….
2 comments:
hi, i'm gabriella...recovering alcoholic,artist,wanna-be eco-warrior cept i can't always be alone- safety in numbers as far as recovery is concerned. it's raining now, very,very pretty! my boyfriend is depressed on couch, has been for days..and i'm surfing the internet for something soft and plucky. thought i'd say 'hi'.
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