Sunday, April 10, 2011

This Week's Chores

Out early, raw
Morning, gray
But brighter
East, unreal light--
One can't cast
Shadow into silver--
Shows what wind
Did in dark,
How trees at our
Woody end reached
Into roaring
Sky, leapt from
Earth and tried
To fly.


  1. I love the poem, but why did the image remind me of this?

  2. Now that you mention it, there IS some similarity between internet publishing and Leatherface's chainsaw. Both became mainstays of social interaction but the latter, happily, was confined to Texas.