On the Wings of a Fly
In the flower that wilts by the pane looking out On the garden that nurtured its bud; In the carrion …
In the flower that wilts by the pane looking out On the garden that nurtured its bud; In the carrion …
I saw a ghost today. I peered inside her vacant eyes and brushed the years away. I saw her youth,and she saw mine.We …
Might we again relearn what once was known To forebears long ago but somehow lost By later generations–scorned and …
Meander with me down that winding trail, remembering the way it was before. Back then, when we set paper ships …
Autumn is you now; golden-brown leaves in trees have taken the shape of your hair, and wiry, worn trunks; your …
As I sail soft currents I’m blown by a change of winds Attracted within magnetic fields My being disintegrates Torn …