Tuesday, November 14, 2006

interlude (still cont'd)

On foot
I had to walk through the solar systems,
before I found the first thread of my red dress.
Already, I sense myself.
Somewhere in space hangs my heart,
sparks fly from it, shaking the air,
to other reckless hearts.

Edith Sodergran


Anonymous said...

ok . . . my candy wrapper said
"fly kites in an azure blue sky"

Linda S. Wingerter said...

beautiful! send more!