It all looks good: mary, the poetry, the cadmium yellow typewriter. the food, the friends, the sky, and the clouds. How was the Saturday soup? Here: a tiny pointed tip tulip bloomed. It is an offspring of a foraged Spangle forest tulip. It brings hope: I had feared that the long Palouse winter had frozen this possibility.
mary is traveling through dreams and green places. she is squinting at spring. we are almost here and almost now, but i'll settle for the in-between: the sky-between you and the cloud-between me.
3 comments:
you found a typewriter!!!
the typewriter is beautifully funky,
and definitely you, and i see the book on birds,
but i have no idea what that red thing is,
it must be a new part of you.
hope alls goin well, wish i could see that green your trying to describe.
It all looks good: mary, the poetry, the cadmium yellow typewriter. the food, the friends, the sky, and the clouds. How was the Saturday soup?
Here: a tiny pointed tip tulip bloomed. It is an offspring of a foraged Spangle forest tulip. It brings hope: I had feared that the long Palouse winter had frozen this possibility.
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