a drawing i did today of a poppy’s head. it’s from many years ago
but it still holds seed. i will put them in the earth,
sometime soon.
i read poetry by linda gregg.
the light is astonishing, in the evening.
like all kinds of blessings. or maybe just one.
(i don’t know which one, nor any of the other ones.)
it is evening.
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| linda gregg, ‘the defeated’ (from her book too bright to see) |
tea time.
