an abundance of riches, this one. for now I'll take a little slice of: " We opened all our windows and looked out on a listening world laced here and there with points of light, Notre Dame of the Unfinished Sky, oil slicks burning on the river; someone down on the corner striking a match to read by."
(and just in case blogger still insists on calling me "anonymous" this is lee looking on up from down by the riverside.)
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Don't have time to read the poem today, but thank you so much for the LIGHTS and LOOKING UP!
Pretty well nails it, Lori.
an abundance of riches, this one. for now I'll take a little slice of:
" We opened all our windows
and looked out on a listening world laced here and there with points of light,
Notre Dame of the Unfinished Sky,
oil slicks burning on the river; someone down on the corner
striking a match to read by."
(and just in case blogger still insists on calling me "anonymous" this is lee looking on up from down by the riverside.)
thanks again, Lori
those remind me of gourds :)
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