Thursday, December 5, 2019

Use your imagination or stand on your head.

Is there any difference?  The distinction between red radishes is putting a fine point to finger food, don't you think?  Perhaps this is a reintegration of a red fox?  Or the first line of a poem that you will edit well into the morning?  Only the red fox knows, and she's moved on out of rain's hearing.  And furthermore, has no interest in haiku.

1 comment:

  1. I must return to the piers where she wandered unfettered by a storm. How long did we watch her graciously bowing? The fancy dress ball was that evening, in the courtyard beyond the dome, all suitors lined up to court us, take a number one by one. Curious she knew the instant to kneel.