[crows]
winter morning — woken only by crows
Tag: Poetry, Literature, and Writing
Have Me
Have me in the blue and the sun. Have me on the open sea and the mountains. When I go into the grass of the sea floor, I will go alone. This is where I came from—the chlorine and the salt are blood and bones. It is here the nostrils rush the air to the … Continue reading Have Me
QOTD
Poetry is the journal of a sea animal living on land, wanting to fly in the air. — Carl Sandburg
A trip, again
(written earlier) Now I sit here waiting at the airport, hoping that Delta does not cancel the second flight that we have been shifted to. We will end up at JFK instead of LaGuardia, but that beats taking a flight that would land us in Newark, or deity forbid, Newburgh, which is a two hour … Continue reading A trip, again
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