Lizards in the Leaves

Rustlings in the green....imagination, art, whimsy

Apr 6, 2009

No. 6 sometimes i feel like i'm just


sometimes i feel like i’m just

a container
for an infinite river
of tears

but each morning
i awake and try
to be more

love
miss
remember
cherish

you.

--Zann Carter 04.06.09

Note: Picture is a piece by Kathe Kollwitz, 1938, Lamentation

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2 Comments:

At 4/6/09, 12:42 PM, Anonymous Elaine said...

sad and beautiful

 
At 4/6/09, 6:44 PM, OpenID changelingthings said...

Very poignant. The sparsity of words unpins the isolation expressed in the poem. I really like it.

 

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