Etchings in the Sand…

Thoughts and Photos from the Desert…

Poetry…

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"After lining up numbers into rows all morning

I take a book of poetry into the garden."

 

-Fiona Robyn

 

there has to be some transcendent force at work just beyond the world of numbers.

 

but without the numbers from the east the poetry would taste too sweet.

Written by citrus

May 12, 2006 at 5:52 am

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