Wednesday, March 22, 2006

Ernst Meister

    A marble
    rolls into my room;
    it rolls into
    the grass I am

    *

    I know
    nothing darker
    than light.

    *

    Green had
    the impudence to be,
    and summer
    leavened pain.more...

Found at Intercapillary Space

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