Fairview…yesterday.
they fell far and, not realizing that they could -fly fly fly –
their wings became quiet…quite useless.
(but – the plummet had made them a little bit brave.)
(…only a little…)
The bird wasn’t sure if the other had disappeared
into the sky or into the grass.
It knew only that the footprints seemed to suddenly end.
backporch sunset, 03/10/2010 (prettier in real life.)
(I owe this web-log a story about singing that is stuck half-composed. The chickens have flown the coop again and so the sculpture will likely need to be more complicated.)
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(I owe this web-log a story about singing that is stuck half-composed. The chickens have flown the coop again and so the sculpture will likely need to be more complicated.)
(oh, complicated.)
PROOF OF GOD! ...and other tragedies. 