Lindsay Smith

Rookie (December 16,1939 / Mataura, Southland, New Zealand)

Gliding - Poem by Lindsay Smith

gliding spontaneously without reason or desire
no thought of being right or anything else
herons skimming over water
signwriters painting a banner
or the master butcher dressing a beast
feather brush blade pen are all the same in the end

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Poem Submitted: Monday, July 30, 2012

Poem Edited: Tuesday, July 31, 2012

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