In last night's dream, clothes were being fashioned out of recycled CDs. You weren't allowed to listen to them first. To get back in touch with these old friends who honored your friendship in the 60s & 70s. Of well, when you were ready for the ball you looked quite fetching. Of course on your way out the door in those fancy shoes you grabbed your favorite wooden spoon from Paris & necessary pen & paper. You were prepared for whatever evening had up her sleeves. Or tucked away in hemline.
what we might need is a brazen notion,
ReplyDeletemore courageous than the ruins
if we surrender a slow incidence of faith
the very barest marks of having been here?