Wednesday, January 29, 2014

Dry Falls



Dry falls last drop lands
Whose heart was watching, hearing
Silence full of sound
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  1. ElizabethJanuary 30, 2014 at 2:59 PM

    I am still puzzling over this poem. It is mysterious and ambiguous and open. (And I mean that, of course, as a good thing.)

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