Saturday, February 28, 2015

a solitary kite
in the twilight sky
dusk deepens
unfolding the heaviness
of her long loneliness

A Hundred Gourds, 4:2, March 2015 (Ed. Susan Constable)

1 comment:

  1. this surging kite
    crosses the flight of a hawk
    warm wind eddy

    A not needed... and humble echo. _m