Tuesday, July 17, 2007

agin the fite cluds -
a swalla
anchorin ma thochts




against the white clouds -
a swallow
anchoring my thoughts


(after Ian Hamilton findlay: concrete poet)
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4 comments:

  1. Ashi4:41 AM

    I dont know the concrete poem, but I can follow the swallow and your thought -

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  2. baseball gods11:12 AM

    lovely,

    kami

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  3. polona2:27 PM

    nice set, john.

    and i'm beginning tounderstand some scottish, too :)

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  4. magiceye10:48 PM

    love this

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