haiku polka
August 15, 2008
old poem
like an accordion
i open it
wrestling with congruency
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August 18, 2008 at 12:51 pm
i’m glad you captured this. i enjoy the unfolding of weathered paper to discover an old poem i wrote
August 18, 2008 at 3:41 pm
i relate to this so much
my moleskin journal looks like it belongs to someone who has had a nervous breakdown with the phrases and half poems written on every page, with no real rhyme or reason
just there for me to dig into when i’m ready
great stuff
kim
August 18, 2008 at 9:29 pm
sarah and kim – i am so happy you both relate to this. It is indeed titillating to see what was planted in pen months or years before.