Etchings in the Sand…

Thoughts and Photos from the Desert…

Poetry…

"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.

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