. . . Green is the path we take
Between chimeras, and garlanded the way,
The down descent into November's void.
- Wallace Stevens, "Owl's Clover" (quoted, probably inaccurately, from memory)
A gray day in the cemetery
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Uncle J has lost his bluster. Lilith and I stopped to say hello, get our
trilled "Lilith Walks!" out of him, a handshake, a pet, something. Perhaps
I shou...
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1 comment:
the shadow of the pears
is a blog on the green cloth.
the pears are not seen
as the observer wills.
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