Saturday, January 2, 2016

Wild Plums: poem 2/Burke


Picking plums wild by the road

Pips thrown from a car

Blackberries spicy and juicy

Thorns against wild beaks

Limbs scrambled by four winds

 

Joy of a thousand suns

                Snow on Mount Hope
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