...a trout in the milk.

Some circumstantial evidence is very strong, as when you find...
APRIL 5, 2010 3:15PM

Because 2 poems walked through my head

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... down various neural pathways, and left by way of fingers and pen.

 

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Ape-legged, addlepated,

he lurches foot by bare hairy-toed foot along  the dirt road.

He reminds me of Eliot's Sweeney.

 

Clad in rags unwashed, trying to use a mind unhinged and cluttered:

he is the definition of an unproductive member of society.

 

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Sharp spikey blades of petals force themselves upward because they must

offer themselves to sun and wind.

A verdant (my mother loved the word verdant) sacrifice, if it turns cold.

They are the burden of Hope made visible.

We are all heliotropes.

 

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