Sunday, September 27, 2009

Ripples of autumn

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

since straight lines
evade nature
curves become us
rippling
leaves -
a door ponds open -
hands thrust into water
turn into waves -
this looks like kente
this striped fabric -
this trembling bridge
our blood thicker than
water
recognizes as our birth
cove -
and final home

Ms M said...

Thank you for your powerful prose, Anon :)