Tuesday, June 01, 2004
to blog
The flakes which have stolen onto the flagstones
The snowflakes are swirling, blotting out
II. List of Franklin Search Parties
trainer flips young alligators over on their backs,
marked with a dark stroke from the left, encroached
Silence, are in his hand—birds in a snare;
In Florida, it's strawberry season—
References
Archangel Winter, darkness on his back
The bees are buzzing,
In white, in paint too representative
No name, no meaning. Oh my friends,
I seek, above all, in the wandering
But what I am looking at is hardened snow,
Seen. What you know is only manifest
Dismal, endless plain—
Cuts out of its width (81). Unfair
And I would like
Upon from the right by far trees, that white place
The snowflakes are swirling, blotting out
II. List of Franklin Search Parties
trainer flips young alligators over on their backs,
marked with a dark stroke from the left, encroached
Silence, are in his hand—birds in a snare;
In Florida, it's strawberry season—
References
Archangel Winter, darkness on his back
The bees are buzzing,
In white, in paint too representative
No name, no meaning. Oh my friends,
I seek, above all, in the wandering
But what I am looking at is hardened snow,
Seen. What you know is only manifest
Dismal, endless plain—
Cuts out of its width (81). Unfair
And I would like
Upon from the right by far trees, that white place
