Thursday, November 27, 2014

Haiku Conversation

I weave webs of words;
clouds caress dust-yellow moon.
Which speaks more clearly?
Revised from ~1985

Larry G. responds:
From this web of words,
the caress of something said,
nothing else in mind.

Friday, November 07, 2014

Idée d’jour

I'd rather wake up in the middle of nowhere than in any city on Earth.
Steve McQueen