Wednesday, October 3, 2012

Saffron rice. How does saffron rice anticipate poetry?

The delightful surprise of color. Celebratory & royal hue with sweet gesture of raisin & pistachio. Why haven't I thought of this before -- paper is bowl for words.

The saffron a gift. The next word also a gift.

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  1. Susan E. GangelOctober 10, 2012 at 1:41 PM

    by which we mean it can go forth
    and try its best, sunshine, frost
    caverns of ice and green ferns by a river

    those who make it through the days
    which seem as nights or worse as both
    coming and going through

    directions of color
    density of dreams
    an idea not yet taken
    by day or night or both

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