Is a poem written differently from a plane? Is the poem read differently. To be put to the test this afternoon. Which is to ask, how will the Santa Fe landscape (especially the sky) influence the poems to be written – there.
Of food – luscious the spices. Sweet the anticipation.
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ReplyDeletesome clouds lay there patiently
and then jump away
an odd oboe conjures
one day last summer
(get groceries)
two lamposts later
still looking for my train
zinger thrown by adlib
and rebounds off
(sort socks)
not sure of nothing
air too gone ahead
little jumpers of plaid
rocks in pail
(cook something)