Day 4
let us begin here, at the temple of helplessness, to grieve proper the angels caught unawares, before awareness even
let us begin here, at the temple of helplessness, to grieve proper the angels caught unawares, before awareness even
Boy trails old man along stream bed cuts into damp soil slips sapling into crevice weighs heel to seal the …
loud, no books but encyclopedia, hiding behind end-table, drapes fidgeting, national geographics layered open alien religions, bangles elongating necks, circular …
Water runs in streams through sandy swales, clear and cold and quick, carves underedges along tiny banks, trails pebbles too …
Though in a world of doubt surrounded, our river plies, churns, hides its own error, misgiving, re-creation, courage of moment, …