I love the color of this.
"so wide, so blue..."
so cold and so chilly.
so hot.
-Peter
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I should be content to look at a mountain for what it is
and not as a comment on my life.
~ David Ignatow
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From: SB <[log in to unmask]>
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Sent: Wed, 7 Dec 2005 15:15:27 -0700
Subject: Snapshot 07 December 02005
The pond is frozen over, fountain bubbling beneath a crown of thick
ice. A friend brings food and a red poinsettia. She tells me bluebirds
have returned to the river. This garden is a dance of sparrows,
chickadees, finches, juncos; and each day, a visit from the hawk.
I shop for long underwear and thick socks. The dogs shiver on their
beds. This sky opens so wide, so blue at midday ~ but the days are
narrowing down. Why now, in this quarter-moon darkness, does my old
body hum with forgotten desire?
a brush of cotton
my nipples
harden
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~ SB =^..^=
http://www.sbpoet.com
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