Monday, July 9, 2007

Go away, rainy day poet!

o away     rainy day     poet!
    mention the sunny south of the hill
the crumbling cliffs of gravel
        or hurrying cricks that hop and skip
among the pebbles     singing of the sea
    and the green treetops on tippytoe
to watch the starry Venus climb     while I’m
    lazily gazing at the farther spaces
beyond mountain peaks     places
    a tide the sun knows     and I reply
to the question: yes     i     yes yes i!


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