1027


leaves, twigs and birds
through closed curtains
morning’s shadow play

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4 thoughts on “1027

  1. Reblogged this on richwrapper and commented:
    This man moves words about a page with grace and wit and great undershot humor that has muchly not changed but for the better since 1968 and ‘9. His movies are free for the reader to imagine. Thanks, Bruce!

  2. Same-same in Tagolog for whence your side of Saint Andrea slips. Our loquats run riot and tonight I risk a late raid on a for-sale house at which once I took “tea” with mom and brothers when society called. She even wore those funny white gloves that quit before the snot-wiping wrist level: why wimmin do dat? Spoil the utility of gloves that way?

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