Thursday, August 07, 2008

Sonnet (Sunday) revised


words won’t come

it happens
(meaning it don’t

voices from the garden over the road

(would you call a boy "Armani"?)

tomatoes, garlic,
onion and Olive oil
summer lunch

this garden is so full of flowers the names of which I
do not know

“a line you sometimes use

not to draw a likeness …
… but to find out what it is one sees”

pot pink prawn

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