Wednesday, December 05, 2018

from The Wishin' Jupiter Poems: Nothing I Say 

Nothing I say
to the grasses will
make a difference.
Everything they say

to me, somehow, will.
And the wind speaks
through them, and the wind
means business. It says:

You are smaller than
the sky. You are smaller
than the cricket. Smaller
than this grain of sand.

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