I am in here.
From lgf: may impair your ability {And I thought my mom was overbearing…} Mothers from Hell A Palestinian woman carries an AK-47 as other holds a hand grenade during a rally to mark the 39th anniversary of the Palestinian National Liberation Movement’s (Fatah) foundation in Gaza City, Wednesday Dec. 31, 2003.
The houses are haunted By white night-gowns. None are green, Or purple with green rings, Or green with yellow rings, Or yellow with blue rings. None of them are strange, With socks of lace And beaded ceintures. People are not going To dream of baboons and periwinkles. Only, here and there, an old sailor, Drunk … Continue reading Disillusionment of Ten O'Clock
We finished clearing the last Section of trail by noon, High on the ridge-side Two thousand feet above the creek Reached the pass, went on Beyond the white pine groves, Granite shoulders, to a small Green meadow watered by the snow, Edged with Aspen—sun Straight high and blazing But the air was cool. Ate a … Continue reading Above Pate Valley
I imagine this midnight moment’s forest: Something else is alive Beside the clock’s loneliness And this blank page where my fingers move. Through the window I see no star: Something more near Though deeper within darkness Is entering the loneliness: Cold, delicately as the dark snow, A fox’s nose touches twig, leaf; Two eyes serve … Continue reading The Thought Fox
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