Friday, October 7, 2011

Or A Kid With A Hula Hoop

[Norma Photo]

Nothing is alone--
Even nothing--
A moment
Makes sense.
Something scratches in
The shadow of the fence--
Unknown cats.
Clouds about their business
In the back yard
And rain,
Our rain, into this
Instant paused,
Could have caused it--
With bushtits in tall hedges,
Percolating quail--
Left along the
Edges of a lizard's
Tapered tail.

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