plays we can hear history
as a clear signal
not the cluttered mess
we find in the books
we read or follow
as truth
there is no other truth
than music
Friday, June 24, 2011
Friday, June 10, 2011
...held court...
on the grass
the ball skids
a little
and the kids
slip up drinking
cup along
the painted lines
to be fair
it was a sprinkle
little bits
of rain
Monday, June 06, 2011
...city ocean...
to shake things we had not
shaken in years and not
stirring but shaking
like the waves collapse
or the beat of the drum's
kickback, echo, location
on shore
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