'Trees need their alone time too' I read it just now
in a poem by Bob Hicok and just like that
the world expanded thoughtfully and gloriously
and I imagined the whole of nature
...
I am overwhelmed
by the abundance
in my poverty;
the riches that I find
...
The central aisle β more, an asphalted roadway β
of Brompton Cemetery would be hard to beat.
Itβs no Forest Lawns, Pere Lachaise, but great
for passing trade, of all peculiar sorts β a
...
You are now too old
to indulge in arrogance
and yet you are too young
...
Rumi wrote much about silence.
Does that seem strange?
Poets live with silence:
...
...well, yes, I agree the 'Comment' box is for comments - but hold on -
I'm sorry, but I'm not sorry...
yes, growing up in the Bible Belt
must be purgatory with only heaven and hell
...
and there was the knocking on the door
that we were expecting
and it was the man
that we were expecting
...