coffeemaker clicks _______________I miss ___opening of rain ___and stigmata of glue until the white cabinets have all gone yellow I don’t even know the sound that held me apart from the scene until it stops and the sun shatters cold…
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Sunday Small Stone 57
by ekswitaj •
moss and sunbeams hatch and alt -ernate across the pine unfinished and still holding the rain I’ve forgotten kept me from staying awake last night Related articles Rocking Stone(tinhouse.com) The Cemetery Dream(nybooks.com)
Sunday Small Stone 55
by ekswitaj •
I blinked and spent an hour trying to find, again, the angle that let me see only bright green and emerald and pine and evergreen without a gap of gray or dark or paler clouds rain must have rearranged needles…
Sunday Small Stone 53
by ekswitaj •
that cat lifts the sun to my hand; he gathered it in his bituminous fur and now he stretches on his back legs—up—to be caressed Related articles The Slow Language of Sculpture, the Fast Language of Words(themillions.com) The Ruth Stone…