Wednesday, February 1, 2012

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everything
in these dry thin
husks and bones

holds summer in their form

the pale crystals -
a simple promise

5 comments:

  1. Every season leaves a promise of the one to come. This is lovely.

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  2. It is always a TRUE promise- better weather WILL come around! We had a small dose this afternoon- short lived but AMAZING!
    LOVE

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  3. pauline yes and i was thinking of my body - cracking fifty four and feeling the next phase of its existence a lot like spring and summer is felt in the dry winter grasses. steven

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  4. linda sue - yes! when the sun breaks thorugh or the temperature rises and i hear dripping water . . . ooooooohhhhhhh i melt right alongside it. steven

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  5. So much golden loveliness on a sunny winter's day.... a day closer to May.
    I love the promise. Thanks, Steven.

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