Against Nothingness
Look: A farmer forsaking soil and sun is wrestling in the grass with his dogs. One is yelping; the other, a recent stray, has escaped and looks on at the ready.
Like a seed planted and forgotten and prepared to pierce dark dirt suddenly, maybe even today, a day of grass stains and the hope of Spring.
Nice poem! You don’t know me but I check in on your blog every so often. I’ve been living in Haikou for the past three years–came the year after you left, I think, so know lots of the same places and some of the same people (like the Mills). Love your piece on killing the chicken! If you ever want to check out my blog–it’s mostly Haikou stuff too: http://lesliejclary.com/pblog/
You’re a good writer! Are you publishing any of your work?
Comment by Jordan Clary — April 8, 2007 @ 2:13 am