01-20-2018, 01:50 PM
...must be
the wind's secret electric knife, the one
that only hums through deep distractions
or buzz saw nights, the green striped canopy
is caved in now, faded in splotches
of bird poop and sun.
I really like the phrasing and word choice in this sequence, Janine. You handle sight and sound well here. It's nicely done.
the wind's secret electric knife, the one
that only hums through deep distractions
or buzz saw nights, the green striped canopy
is caved in now, faded in splotches
of bird poop and sun.
I really like the phrasing and word choice in this sequence, Janine. You handle sight and sound well here. It's nicely done.
The secret of poetry is cruelty.--Jon Anderson