October 6th, 2009

self-portrait

spontaneous poems

tonight as i walked down the hill from greenwood (where I got off the #5 bus) I wrote little poems in my head that disappeared as soon as they were done.  I can't remember most, but one was
"Star here, star there. 
The city's breath like a distant ocean: 
calm and steady."
another was
"Gray houses sleep
with eyes wide open."