these are the timesdirty beloved
-

Why?

16.7.08

And Then the Smoke—

What
can one person say to another?

The master is the master?
The children are playing on the shore?
To this language, the heron on the sandbar

does not answer.
Objects sought after.
Objects retrieved.

The season of rain passes...
Jane Mead
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