and sees straight-away into rocks. While trees may have spores, rocks like potatoes have eyes. So the next time you dream, put on your rock-eyes; relax and let memory wash over you. Don't be surprised when you encounter an old woman with the shape & scent of rosemary. Dreams are like this. So are poems both in the writing, editing & reading. So is making a meal for people you love.
Grab some rosemary, the potatoes await. Your friends are hungry. Yup.
Out of Order, again
ReplyDeletetriangular goalposts on the forgiving surface
snowborn mountains--
a posting of spring, an outburst