Monday, March 23, 2015


Before I was born, there were stars. These for example.  Even as a child I know this colander to be a family treasure.  It still is.  Beautiful & useful.  Exacly, what I would like a poem to be. How the ripe depends upon these stars.

& these stars, always present.

1 comment:

  1. cp 113

    Assay reveals contents
    no sir, not sure it's been solved--

    counting stars:
    consisting always of a landscape so inclined I was not aware
    of the nudging

    containment suggested

    telephone poles, stockpots

    where's our movie?