small poems & small plates
song of the circle which fills no entire groundand yet holds in the jumpers and the ropethrough which they jumpsong of the reluctant swimmerwho cannot fathom any depthand the depth which fathoms his fearsong of the arms around me in the rainof the night before and the nightwhich rains into daylight and closes it again
song of the circle which fills no entire ground
ReplyDeleteand yet holds in the jumpers and the rope
through which they jump
song of the reluctant swimmer
who cannot fathom any depth
and the depth which fathoms his fear
song of the arms around me in the rain
of the night before and the night
which rains into daylight and closes it again