Thursday, December 1, 2011


Letter In the Mail

Hauling water from
the creek, cutting
slab ice from the lake,
rending oil from a
whale, tapping keys
that strike the platen,
watching the hills
shed light for shadow,
committing to
memory every
line in her face,
drawn in quick sketch on
a secret page,
waiting days for the
letter written
over hours on
milk white paper
stitched with lines that hide
a message in
between wrought, penned words.

October 27, 2011

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