The Sky Above Fickle Hill in January Rain reaching over the ridge from a dark ocean Salmonbellied sea crud hides the slenderest moon The Sky Above Fickle Hill in June Edge of … [Read more...]
No Meaning: 4 poems by Michael Lehman
//// Names cut in aspen wiped out by a bear claw No meaning but this Big Woods A thousand years of stillness No thought but breath out at dawn in at sunset Mist along … [Read more...]
