tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-855012732105426889.post3710127966956141103..comments2024-03-06T13:33:02.824-08:00Comments on poetry bites: What does the eye of landscape see?Kit Kennedyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04680775609980451495noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-855012732105426889.post-72450434033654169542016-04-14T11:57:32.781-07:002016-04-14T11:57:32.781-07:00whiffles through the warm-up
done up in sweats by ...whiffles through the warm-up<br />done up in sweats by the sea <br />a grimy little cottage, enough said--<br />the beads and tides of the shattered coast<br />still beckon and secure<br />but it is the birds and wild flowers<br />which wave the hardest edge--<br />Moving in the wind, no guest to the currents<br />no ridiculous appendage<br />to slow down the daily swim<br /><br />1991 SF, CASusan E. Gangelhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11089529481292723290noreply@blogger.com