breakfast room,
7:40 a.m.
WITHOUT PROPERTY CAN WE
BE REAL?
How can we feel
the unknown facets
of ourselves
without a parcel
of hard property?
Look there's a tanager
and also indigo buntings
in the sunset!
Waterfalls
cataract
upon the mind.
See,
the star
that touches us
with hands of light.
The house we live in
is delight.
[Emily Dickinson's House (for Sam and Ann) by Michael McClure]
When I first read this, I thought you were writing about "the unknown faucets." Which I thought interesting, because i have a box of those in my garage.
ReplyDeletetake the "u" out of it, cousin.
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