March 22, 2009

Afternoon Rainstorm

Like silk pulled from the cloudworm's cocoon.

(For Ramón-- with his poetry, inspiration and encouragement)

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February 07, 2009

Scrabbled Mind

I feel, today, like I have been dealt my seven tiles for Scrabble. I want to turn those damn tiles face-up, set them straight along the little bench and make some sense out of them.

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