Tuesday, June 18, 2013

the tree is my curtain

the tree is my curtain
heart green leaves
white fruit blossoms
apricots!
black hungry crows
light hung branches
you--still locked in your life
the tree is my curtain

2 comments:

  1. As lamps on the high altar, for one must inexorably
    Take fire from the other as spring from winter,
    And surely never, never
    Was a spring more bountiful
    Than this ; never, never
    Was a season more beautiful...

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