Wednesday, February 02, 2011

2nd February ~ small stones

new shoots push through the earth
even under cloudy skies

broken glass from a mirror
leaves the shape of a gull’s head

a crow perches on the tail feathers
of a brass rooster weather vane


After a month of writing stones, I think I am just starting to understand what a small stone is.  Each time I compose one, I wonder if I'm "getting it right."  I've been very focussed on what I see, but have also been wondering if observation is more than that, some place between seeing and knowing.

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