* . sitting on warm steps on a summer night at a church entrance I did not visit . ahead is a gulf light with tiny lights trees of different kinds breathing from twilight . inside is a river restless and charged I try stillness in vain nature comforts me . . Filed under: Poetry
Deep Sea Diaries, August 2013
Rispondi
* . drowned an old suitcase full of letters . heart swollen the words he left with me . wonder stitched to him what was temporary lasting . inked letters drawings on paper almost invisible . once I now see a river . unstoppable . -Jan. 19, 2010- . . Filed under: Poetry