Monday, August 9, 2010

When the word isn't right, is the poem unfinished or waiting?

Stalled train. Is the journey derailed. What is temporary?



Dinner guests late. The meal won’t wait.
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  1. sgang123August 13, 2010 at 1:10 PM

    Sunday Drive

    The car and its driver sputter along
    in directions unknown to either
    And yet the rabbit that jumps out of a bush
    knows more and more about a turning road
    than the beast rigged by science--
    astronomy and the study of bugs
    Who rides on the mapped out trajectory
    meteors and manholes cast aside?

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