Friday, February 27, 2015

Lily



Calla.
Hepburn.
A sense of snow.
One could lose oneself
in a drift of pollen
or in a recipe
or in a poem.
And all these
ways to find
yourself
well nurtured.


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  1. Susan E. GangelMarch 1, 2015 at 10:21 AM

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    A teepee with its top bisected
    far drifting ahead of winter
    she takes the biscuit seriously
    no chance of honey
    no backward glance

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