Watermark

Blue Flax & Red Poppies

God Is Watching Us

 

The cat in the window admires   
the sparrows. Longing trembles   
from the back of her throat. She loves   
the quills of the feathers, the little stick   
feet, the delicate veins in the wings.   

Links Blog

I've set up a Links blog; rationale here. This replaces my old Links page -- just click the LYNX on the sidebar to get there.

Snapshot 02 June 02004

a week of grief      
and broken things      

but then the moon      
filled out round      

& this bright      
birdsong morning      

Breathe

Whiskey River so often has what I need. Usually it is words, but today it is this, from the bottom of the Whiskey River page.