Our couch is greenYour hair is like a flock of goatsI went to the nut orchardWe have a little sister,and she has no breasts.Black and beautifulAlabaster legsFragrant nardsBreasts like fawnsHair like goatsTeeth like shorn ewesLiliesSpicesJewelsChoicest fruitsEmpty bed-Melissa Donley
Found Poetry
Found Poetry – Cascadia Daily 7.28.23
Music – article on Evensons, soundings.com (B5)Sputnik moved to music.Living was full of passionAnd a common dream ofPlanet collaboration.Radical revolutionary,High in art andPortable lives,Traveled and documentedPermaculture medicine,Influenced nature first.Song of chronic seedsMelt musicians,Returned to trueUrban permutations,Streaming peopleAs a life.From Abstraction to Realism ….. – Stephen Hunter (B6)Cluster cold oil waxSeeks […]