Showing posts with label owls. Show all posts
Showing posts with label owls. Show all posts
Sunday, December 5, 2010
Too static
holy parachutes. hold fast. fast and fast. purpose in the scope of the vast, and on into the dull horizon of winter, hold dear, deer in twilight in golden grass, mute.
Wednesday, October 1, 2008
Athena helps us
She set the camera and lightmeter down beneath a tree, looking on with satisfaction at the view of the Talmadge. Overhead a noisy bird concurred and gave her his blessing
Days like these she remembered the dream of the owl biting her hands, and woefully gave thanks that it had not recurred.
Days like these she remembered the dream of the owl biting her hands, and woefully gave thanks that it had not recurred.
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