chirps, moans, whistles
I open my mouth and a sound comes out
Monday, September 28, 2009
in honor of chicory
rising birds, lifting up out of a blue field
illusion of movement--
a still life of sun
on folded and extended wings
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smartz
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I love your reference to chicory.
November 28, 2009 at 5:03 PM
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I love your reference to chicory.
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