January 2009
5 posts
a cormorant stands still with wings outstretched, a statue in the fog.
dreaming of desert… tall juicy mesas, light glaze of wind, succulent saguaro in full bloom.
a gentle fog and brief graying of the familiar renders the world new
a cry, a soaring gull comes up with lunch i come back for more
wind takes form substance, shape a gull streaks across memory