12/26/2020

How to Draw The Night Sky


Stop before you add

too many stars: that 

would be not only 


greedy, but would lead 

to regret when you fail 

to visit every one.


[LSS, 12/26/20]



The Thing with Feathers


The book flapped open 

in your lap while you 


were lost in dreaming,


grinding your teeth 

on tender sparrows.


[LSS, 12/26/20] 

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