Thursday, August 9, 2012
Looking Up From a Book
Idling in the garden swing I try
to twist my mind round Existentialism.
Down near the creek a tawny doe grazes
between daises and stalks of yellow yarrow,
swish swish-swishing her white tail.
Josephine Faith Gibbs
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August 10, 2012 at 6:57 AM
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