Tidal Basin


Germination Detail Part III, by Leslie Shellow

contemplations about what stays in the net

Monday, February 28, 2011

Distance

The pelagic sky touches you and me
Simultaneously, a column of shifting
breezes makes a cloud feather
 and disappear
a string of stars pounds rocketfire
into a darkened sky like a heavy metal band
the sound of stars is not a twinkle, rather
an explosion.
But we knew that.



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