
Last year’s fine hair,
dry and hollow-stemmed
screens renewed green
sheltered in rocks
that once were one
mind, one set of eyes
to record the wild cycle
of new roots from old
seeds of life — hope
and grace apart
from the rubble
of mankind.

Last year’s fine hair,
dry and hollow-stemmed
screens renewed green
sheltered in rocks
that once were one
mind, one set of eyes
to record the wild cycle
of new roots from old
seeds of life — hope
and grace apart
from the rubble
of mankind.
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I especially like the last three lines.
Will you and Robbin be at NCPG? I plan to go.
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We planned on going, but my bad knee keeps my circles smaller. I feel fine, but a little bit like a pizza where every Dr. wants a slice. Maybe next year.
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