hmmm, maybe that second stanza should go?
On Wed, 23 Feb 2005 12:52:13 -0700, Sharon Brogan <[log in to unmask]> wrote:
> Crows dig in the cottonwoods
> while tall millet still stands
> on the river bank. Everything
> hurts. Dreams have hooks,
> they pull me, though the sun
> is high and shines on this page.
>
> Yesterday and already this
> morning I feel rage and impatience
> just below the surface and know
> I must take care with the animals
> and not be angry with those who
> are innocent. When we turn back
>
> and I see my house at the end
> of this long block, it seems
> far. The neighbors' house is roofed
> and shingled; the workers move
> inside. Someone tells me I write
> about coyotes and sighs. I know
>
> one well, and I know the other is not
> to be trusted. Two squirrels share
> the seed I scattered for birds. Rose
> cane shadows stripe the wings
> of the bronze eagle. Shall we cross
> this water by bridge or by boat?
>
> --
> Sharon Brogan
> http://www.sbpoet.co
>
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Sharon Brogan
http://www.sbpoet.com
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