"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)
Wednesday, January 18, 2012
Motion Sickness on Winter Afternoons
Trees spindle into bluing sky crossed by vapor trails, buzzards circling, & I wheel as if on a houseboat pitching atop another's wake.
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