Daily Archives: 29/07/2016

three irish stanzas

the veil of rain is tattered here and there
but mended though along
with jigsaw line of middle-aged
fir trees

ducks are invisible
when it’s almost dark
but not dark enough
to see their trail when they dart
along the darkening

the very center of the universe
is here when there’s no place
to yearn for more
than this