"People who daily expect to encounter fabulous realities run smack into them again and again. They keep their minds open for their eyes." (Ken Macrorie)
Monday, May 17, 2010
Like an Old Silk Scarf
The common yellow iris curls into itself, like a silk scarf abandoned in a drawer, awaiting discovery, or like the hands and feet, marbled with age, of a dying relative.
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