Friday, October 15, 2010

POEM: Sonoma Blues

Can you sit in luxurious quiet?
  Can the noise fall into you
    Down the deep hole that is you -
       Spreading outward, in ever
          Flattening ripples until it is

                                                          No more?

Can pebbles raked carefully
Into rows

Straight as your desire
Take on the razor edge

That you have sought
So long?


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