Friday, May 27, 2011

Paper Weight

Clumsy, I should think
Out of breath, in breath
In and out of the blue
Not as see through - transparent as
The tinted glass table top
Where slumbers a bird of rare metal
My father's father's costly ornament
Gift ungiven, but received, rain
When it falls, with it
Wind, Shaking China
Ink blotted babies
pinned by the new anchor.

Wednesday, May 18, 2011