Saturday, December 19, 2020

The longest catnap imaginable


what shall we name her
what shall she name us?
if I didn't know the word
for persimmon, would I be
so smitten by the Fuyu
if the word haiku were unknown
would I love short verse
would my fingers not know
how to pet my cosmic cat?

1 comment:

  1. Intermittent longing
    for a goal not yet achieved
    she puts pen to paper
    tries to think only of color,
    form, time, the wind

    for kk, 1/2/21

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