OTHER POSTS IN THE SERIES
- Bitter Root
- Aubade
- [poem removed by author]
- Overhead, the thin high whistle of a tree sparrow—
- Robin
- What Use
- Spring Evening
- Ad infinitum
- Cold Press
- Viernes
- Unto every one that hath shall be given;
- Round Mat #2
- Undertones
- Nest
- Hagia Sophia
- A Softening
- Blues
- Anamnesis
- Felt
- To Love
- Amoroso:
- Flaming Heart
- (poem temporarily hidden by author)
- In the Eye
- Vertigo
- Endleaf
- Instructions on how to play the mouth-harp*
- from Ghost Blueprints
Something in the hollow
of the ear, some rift
deep in the bone—
and you tip, lightweight:
one ant trying to balance
a load, small bird caught
in a net of rain.
In response to an entry from the Morning Porch.
Heh. Woke with vertigo this morning. Bone in my ear, screw loose or something. Anyway, lovely poem!
It is lovely, indeed.