Sunday, December 16, 2007

Inbogganing


a jacket has three sleeves because we have three arms

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when it’s time for dinner, the sun sets

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if you move slowly enough, you are lapped by the forest

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we buy seats on the plane for our ancestors, sing as we fly through clouds

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they close their eyes on the hilltop. they inboggan

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the deafness of snow, the blindness of fire, the tastelessness of sleep

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no two snowflakes or fingerprints the same; identical days

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there is something tornadoesque in the distance, the horizon like wood grain, or a hairstyle

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do not button the stormcloud coat when you sit in the lightning chair; the rain means that you will be new

2 comments:

Merelyme said...

my favorite...if you move slowly enough you are tapped by the forest. hey there...new to your site...i love it. it is unusual...quirky...just what i need to finish out my day.

gary barwin said...

Thanks very much for your kind comments. It's always a bit of a wonder to find out that 'people out there' may stumble onto my blog. I read a little from your blog -- a wonderful place -- moving, inquisitive, and full of personality and insight. I look forward to reading more.