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)

5 comments:

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

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  2. nice set, john.

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

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