Rise and fall of the waves
where one ends the other begins
Rise and fall of the sun
a ghostly moon coasts the night
Men and women rise and fall
where one ends the other begins
such is life.
Debbie Calverley
Tuesday, December 31, 2013
Monday, December 30, 2013
A Poem is Worth A Thousand Words
Late Apology
The bees came by the hundredsand by the hundreds was she stung,
their little shell-bodies working like a net.
And when I saw her dead in the creek
(bee queen of my dream)
it was the first time I feared being found
face down dead like a coward.
ALLISON SEAY
Sunday, December 8, 2013
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