Good gods! Knut.
actually, you have constructed the kind I'd appreciate too... those
final few lines...
Doug
On 16-Nov-05, at 5:07 AM, Knut Mork Skagen wrote:
> Worship
>
>
> Small gods die easily.
> They nestle in pockets, or shoes
> left out on the porch
>
> to dry. A wrong turn
> in the conversation, a hand
> shoved into a garment,
>
> steering out from the drive
> onto the morning's black ice
> spell and they are squashed
>
> without blood, without
> complaint. I had a whole
> collection, once.
>
> They couldn't throw
> thunderbolts from the shelf
> over my bed, nor
>
> sport heavenly beards
> that tickled me to sleep
> but they were good
>
> listeners. Nodded
> in agreement. Spoke Greek
> between themselves.
>
>
>
> Knut Mork Skagen, Trondheim, 16. Nov 2005
>
>
Douglas Barbour
11655 - 72 Avenue NW
Edmonton Ab T6G 0B9
(780) 436 3320
Each leaf a runnel the
roofs now skiffs in green
I’ve never done anything
but begin.
Lisa Robertson
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