Monday, October 10, 2011

Dispatches From Sunday

Lophocampa caryae. Click to enlarge, then click again.



Yesterday the worms

were chewing

over the well.


Despite what we

know and have done

I felt limited, alone.


I envy stone,

no word, no sound,

–– the spell.






– with a bow to William Stafford and Yehuda Amichai