fragment

late august rustling
ragged winged coppers flutter in a yellow sea of buckwheat
the old dog needs more
and the young one
doesn't know

peace language

imagine the letter 'k'

in the middle of the road
a girl raises her arms

for peace
alone

dream trail relic

in the long night of dreams

i did not know you

yet

you stood in the shadows

a whisper

in the long night there

was one dream in which i knew you

in the long night of one dream

you did not know me

in the dream of the long night

no owls cried out

no coyotes

in the distance

in the long night of the dream

you slept

and in the morning

you walked away   

note 07.26

had no time today
off chasing wood nymphs

related to the first line

something to remember:

we started out with the best intentions

now forgotten

it is enough to climb

clouds are mountains
too

for Margaret Ann

what we become at a moment

soon

cold and clear

all dogs wayward

all nights starry

breakers pound the beach

who listens