sun gone to clouds
\nmy spine wild as yarrow
\nrattling down Files Hill<\/p>\n
drifting in a black blouse
\nwhite flowers on a black blouse
\nwhite flowers with comfortable shoes<\/p>\n
ring tapping the wheel
\nsong of tomatoes in my ear
\nsun gone to clouds, but warm<\/p>\n
ring singing any old song
\nFiles Hill pattering leaves frame
\nslanted light still remains<\/p>\n
comfortable shoes
\na blouse hanging loose
\na fork full of trouble
\ntrouble jerked free<\/p>\n
white flowers loose stream
\nring, ring, ring tapping
\nshoes blooming, blooming yarrow
\nsun gone to clouds, but still warm<\/p>\n
Published in: sun gone to clouds my spine wild as yarrow rattling down Files Hill drifting in a black blouse white flowers on a black blouse white flowers with comfortable shoes ring tapping the wheel song of tomatoes in my ear sun gone to clouds, but warm ring singing any old song Files Hill pattering leaves frame … <\/p>\n
\nPuckerbrush Review
\nSpring\/Summer 2007<\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"