WHITE NOISE
Listen. How the wind whispers our secrets.
How a light rain will speak any language.
–from American Fractal
first published in Poetry Midwest
WHITE NOISE
Listen. How the wind whispers our secrets.
How a light rain will speak any language.
–from American Fractal
first published in Poetry Midwest
very nice…..
Good things do come in small packages, don’t they?
Oh yeah… this one too.
the whole freakin’ book… the end.
Nice to hear/read this on a Saturday morning, rain hitting the roof, hot coffee before me.
Nice work!
PS Did you get my e-mail about July? I’m always afraid my AOL mail is filtered out as spam…
Thanks!