Friday, December 9, 2016

Robert Verdon, #382, washing blue


through the crazed and spidery window

of the laundry of the sky

sheets and dresses billow

an infant lifts a bag

of washing blue by the string

which for a yawning instant,

so grounded and so high,

seems like the breath of ages

to hold in everything

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