rivers into islands

rivers into islands

Friday, December 12, 2014

Tell Me What This Hand Is


There are moons in this hand. 
There is blossoming in this hand. 
This room is in this hand.

This hand is cloud-filled.  It is rainfall.
There is a sparrow flying in this hand.
There is a photograph and a broom in this hand. 
There is no–hand, no-moon, no-sparrow, no-rain…

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