Thursday, November 20, 2008


much as i love paper
all that lasts is stone
carve my poems there

israels past reign
mythic fragments carved in stone
biblical proof

sidewalks glisten
where snow under sun melted
but not on my ramps

the cat wants to go
outside white snow dirties grass
he rushes back in

hope walks a tightrope
recycled clintonites rise
please make us anew

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