Dreams. Dreams this week, silence next. The theme of “silence,” that is. As in, being silenced; arguably, the opposite of dreams.
from The Book of a Thousand Eyes [A dream, still clinging like light to the dark, rounding] / by Lyn Hejinian
from The Book of a Thousand Eyes [A dream, still clinging like light to the dark, rounding] / by Lyn Hejinian
How many strangers could circle the space while speaking of nostalgia
And of wolves in the hills?
Daily Poetry Fragments {Semi-Daily} 