Herding Goats In Ithaca
She went a way up into the high lands.
She had wounds to nourish.
Ghosts to speak to.
Her own kind to avoid.
published by curio poetry April 2012 issue 5.
Herding Goats In Ithaca
She went a way up into the high lands.
She had wounds to nourish.
Ghosts to speak to.
Her own kind to avoid.
published by curio poetry April 2012 issue 5.
Herding Goats In Ithaca
she went a way up into the high lands.
she had wounds to nourish.
ghosts to speak to.
her own kind to avoid.
the good people at Right Hand Pointing , were nice enough to publish two of mine back in Jan. 2013. https://sites.google.com/site/59rhpissue/
https://sites.google.com/site/rhplanding/
p d l y o n s
Herding Goats In Ithaca
she went a way up into the high lands.
she had wounds to nourish.
ghosts to speak to.
her own kind to avoid.
Last Poem Before Oregon
for Olga Blu’
Slept in groves of oranges
Visited by only wet-nurse bees
Shaded by impossible leaves
Clouds drifting shapes of which made harlequin
Dreams disturbed gently by nimble hums
A voice like Marcello young again
from issue 59.
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Hi PD,