Alphabet of Days (21)
21.
Under a pale
hint of moon
swallowed
by blues
and grays
of 4 pm,
talk is never
enough for
letting go
Somewhere
a chickadee
flickers among
walnut leaves,
somewhere
life shades
to stardust
for Larry
I roam the whole universe from here. - Han-shan
21.
Under a pale
hint of moon
swallowed
by blues
and grays
of 4 pm,
talk is never
enough for
letting go
Somewhere
a chickadee
flickers among
walnut leaves,
somewhere
life shades
to stardust
for Larry
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We make a harvest of loneliness and desiring in the blank wasteland of the cosmos. - Jack Gilbert
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