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Monday, October 25, 2010

Shadow at Home

In late afternoon, the tall pencil pine
would cast its long shadow over
the lower grass level. At times,
like a wanderer trying to find
rainbow’s end and finding it,
I would walk in the shadow
to its tip and sit
a foot in front and face it
as it slowly drew over me
—sitting still,
owning my own shadow.

1 comment:

Kraxpelax said...

GAMMABLIXT


SLEEPLESS IN SEATTLE

There's much in the world that you can't explain.
It's revealed for you to remember
by the whispering voice of a distant train
or a midnight rain in november.

Horizon within! You can always find
the keys to Enigma. Let's mention
one basic Truth: of spirited Mind
is Nature naught but extension.

Internal expanses! In dreams, ridden
by fear and longing you roam
that deep Southeast in your soul hidden
...on your random journey back home.

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