Friday, January 1, 2010

Cloud Literature

There’s a sense of rightness inside
Balanced compass needles
The flavor of a feeling
Signature of metamorphoses
Photographed to recognition
Archives of compounds
And how they like to play
Interplay between
A new scribbling

Life runs down to detail
The way things are
The way they are
Patterns emerge
Like rolling a dice
Can you feel the shapes of lines?

I take it all in
Sight reading

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