[ Home | Contents | Archive | Post | Reply | Next | Previous | Up ]
From: sabinanongrata
Date: 23 May 2004
Time: 17:19:13 -0500
Remote Name: 64.12.117.15
My museum is full of Frank Stanford's poetry and not the one-eyed cat or his bulletwound. The images you sent have lifted and filled my sails and I bow to you. I hear the catbird, Mozart, Miles, and give thanks. I feel like an interloper but I am really Rapunzel, bald kneed, afraid, with a dark and angry man asleep upstairs,and witches asleep in black grass. The owls are up and there will be a pillowfight that sounds like murder. I am looking for light and air. I love Tim Winton's s// words and Irena Kononova's watery windows. May I join? I can split wood and steer by lightning.