Monday, October 27, 2008

Blatter Blab: Leaves and Allograms

(two allograms: all the vowels)

a mountain can’t fly unless
the ground disappears


it’s not so much that Polly wants a cracker
but that the lark wants its small supper of sky
its late dinner of twilight among the blue leaves


I began counting the leaves of trees
there was one for each number
each number which soon will be gone
when winter comes

1 comment:

Eccentric Scholar said...

Could I love all this any more? (Rhetorical question!)