it's my errand as the sun goes blind
I become the day's drama
the music of birds; the silence of birds
I've hammered desire into
some general theory of dispossession
shredding the faces of flowers
until they become a synonym of before
some general theory of dispossession
shredding the faces of flowers
until they become a synonym of before
It is a question of attention
an experiment to re-turn these directions
to trust--quick--desire as true
pause as I pour more love into the world
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Pic: Max discovers the hideout of Kylo, the black squirrel who regularly taunts the puppies. There's a train behind the tree-line too.
Pic: Max discovers the hideout of Kylo, the black squirrel who regularly taunts the puppies. There's a train behind the tree-line too.
6 comments:
We have a lot of squirrels in our neighborhood, but one of them has a redder tail than the others and it constantly taunts the dog by climbing up a tree or electric pole to chitter at the dog. Frenemies, I think.
Cute.
NGS--I think of our backyard creatures as the puppies' social circle--some are friends and some are definitely frenemies :)
Thanks, Gillian!
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