what was heard...
Frank Stanford
Farewell
Is a word
That must be
Like a sword
That has worn out
The scabbard
I roam the whole universe from here. - Han-shan
Frank Stanford
Farewell
Is a word
That must be
Like a sword
That has worn out
The scabbard
Posted by sam of the ten thousand things @ 3:08 PM
We make a harvest of loneliness and desiring in the blank wasteland of the cosmos. - Jack Gilbert
4 comments:
This is an amazing poem for so many reasons, most obvious of all word-sword-worn...
thanks for this one!
I appreciate the read, Melissa.
Sam, I just found your "notebook" and I am so glad I did.
I use my Live Journal as a creative journal, but with security that only allows my LJ friends to read and comment.
I'll be reading...
Glad for the read, Clare.
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