Monday, January 28, 2013

Composition


If the full moon were 

A poem, could anyone wait 
Another month for it 

To become marble again? 



4 comments:

  1. Well, the nights go by, and...

    You know how it is. No way to compute time properly in sunken worlds.

    The hours and the minutes... overflowing one's hard-baked klepsydra

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  2. Why take owls to Athens and waste precious time when we can slake our thirst closer to home?

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  3. Thank you, my friend. I'll hope to see you at the spring catchment, then.

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  4. What an honor that would be to have you both as guests of the "Milk and Honey" House!

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