Friday, April 12, 2024

( linda connor via rebecca solnit on fb / via )

Before the Poem.

"...Wild flowers
in the burn plane
form a swoosh
you can see from space"

--Death Styles

Tentacle robot gripper.

"low-stakes substitution"

raven sighted · in the side yard
winging away · in no wild hurry
ah! if mist-messenger · might avail me
& boon beg · from aborted god
let this light language · find its looth in time
& a pat perch · when perils ravage

Deacon Blues.

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