Or, What she continues to say too long
Or, Two sides of the same coin
Or, December 16th
3 am
Through the kitchen window,
a maple tree shines.
Lit up this way, by one street light
and a close moon,
its yellow heart goes all the way
indecorous
out to its elbow-tips,
its bronzey throat.
2 comments:
I think the connection is strong between the image and words, and I really like how the image evokes winter even though it is clear there is no snow on the ground.
And is it odd that both of your followers use eyeballs for their icons??
it IS odd! I feel like I'm being watched!
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