Thursday, June 30, 2005

Ellipse

Ellipse

There is bliss in the arc of a whale's tail
and the way the rain only strikes me
every seventh drop.

And if you're careful, you'll find it
in the curve between the morning glory
and the tip of a hummingbird's tongue.

But we don't dive in the ocean
or run unfettered through the storm,
and our nectar falls, not from
wordless feathered flights,

but from the empty bend of my arms.



3 comments:

  1. YOU DID IT! Wonderful...now, tale? Hmm... I like it but am still digesting it.

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  2. lmfao V... it should be tail... see what happens when it's 2am and I'm relying on spellcheck?

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  3. this is gorgeous, E.

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