Rooted Sky 2007 - III. Words Around Death
Mary, At stream's center the waters jangle at the edges think Your heavy sunflowers peered straight up juncos sparrows sparrows vanished in the banquets of their eyes Jammed in convertibles ghostly teens the patterns on your aprons turned & turned my bare feet glide through goldenrod my blond-red hair waves Swallows arc in rain
------- Brian A. J. Salchert
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