Friday, December 31, 2010

St. Sylvester I


with heaven as my witness,

there are not enough pines

to fill this hollow heart.


escape into the woods.

from the bottom of a ravine,

you cannot hear the ice crack

under her feet.


crack your whip

and see how many birds

come looping out

of holes in the trees.


one rabbit will bound

out of a thicket.


brave the thistles.


get close enough

to see yourself

in its marble eyes.


find yourself

beginning again.


2 comments:

  1. all done! so, when's the book version coming out? :)

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  2. my goodness, i wish! thank you so much for reading!

    i'm still a little in shock that i finished it. now what to do? haha.

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