Saturday, January 23, 2016

A Hundred Gourds, Issue 5:1, December 2015

a squabble of crows
in the larch

grazing on sagebrush
at first light
the horizon stitched
to an infinitude of sky

I squeeze the sun
between my index finger
and my thumb
until the last drop of light
is swallowed by the water

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