Monday, March 08, 2004

the more we surrender

sounds come close to us as deer
bees drown in blossom heavy oleander

as a spring crosses the courtyard
and it is suddenly clear

the land drawn on maps is real.
Entire fields of sunflowers between Istanbul

and the coast. White steps down to water.
Bees there on a pitcher, and yes, it is wet.

(from Tenderness Shore. Meredith Stricker)

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:: note :: . . . working text : spent the better part of two days re-installing radio : broken now mostly fixed and managable (i think&hope) : huge patience : till the next time . . .