* me decorated with an unexpected smile . I now expect little and live the moment exploring while passing over . I’ve quitted detaining I let motion befalling having no . more addresses, pinheads or pencils I found my self delighted in the last three lines . . Filed under: Poetry
California Notebooks, Sept. 2013
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* cutting sharp like a warm smile the early twilight the palm trees torso then the tired mountain eased down . half crocked moon smiling to the hawk open over the peaks among the winds warm and soft, myself as well, laying tired yet never ceasing to expect wonders . . Filed under: Poetry
* the day will come on which I’ll wear your smile . when you repeat amused words with my stress marks . not enough western yet, you insist still holding a european winter trawl . when I won’t need a heavy coat or snow tires . when I’ll have everything I need gathered inside my […]
* ci sarà quel giorno che avrò il tuo sorriso . quando ripeti divertito le parole con il mio accento . non abbastanza western sostieni con ancora una strascico d’inverno europeo . quando non avrò bisogno di un cappotto e gomme da neve . avrò tutto, raccolto dentro il cuore . . Filed under: Poesia, […]
* sitting hushed – heat isn’t the cause . willfully watchful of this silence pregnant of barely perceptible sounds . the sky one solid color . velvety wings moving producing no noise they found no obstacle . not even the hamming birds make noise I rest at last . desire raises . not to move […]
* where I’m writing from is 4.30 in the afternoon . 106F in the shade I inhale hot air breathing now with relief . I felt worse in latter days I do not feel the cramps of distance . listening with the greatest care to the smallest finch right after letting out a clear thanksgiving […]