Wednesday, April 6, 2011

Desert Valentine

A gray day
is a great day
in a desert

the first small bean
a little boy’s bud
or a little girl’s slit

the first moon’s wink
a tiny kayak tossed
over pink Niagara clouds

but I’m getting ahead
of my story
as I intended

better a poor dandelion
on earth than a cold
star in heaven.

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