Sweeping the literary world off its feet…
nature
The Laurel
Frail winter sunlight cast thin highlights on
A curly headed laurel by the street
Outside the San Francisco Concourse Center
Where Mexicans unloaded edgy trucks.
My mind, in passing, gnawed upon the leaves
With layers of thought spread out on tones of green
Around the living sphere between a circle
Or bricks and high noon’s sun in spreading gray.
About the trunk [...]
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Gray darkness creeps to night as
the orange sky slips. Vibrant moonlight
appeals as glowworms appear. Around in
circles glowworms hover while they too
catch mates or morsels. They hide in the
gray ledge crevices in green wet marshes -
glowworms blink their blue tails.
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