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November 2009 
Sending
Posted on Apr 9th, 2009
by 
Ron
Ron
Let each eye be a swan
That I may know the feeling
Of that movement that I
Know as sight. Let sight
be a mixture of transparency
And dark wet earth, of the
Rough edge of a camel's back,
Held together by the cold blue
Sky. Churn these bits into
Movement and the idea that I
Send out my world when
It's ready, when it's the
Yellow of an egg, and not
A moment too soon.
That I may know the feeling
Of that movement that I
Know as sight. Let sight
be a mixture of transparency
And dark wet earth, of the
Rough edge of a camel's back,
Held together by the cold blue
Sky. Churn these bits into
Movement and the idea that I
Send out my world when
It's ready, when it's the
Yellow of an egg, and not
A moment too soon.
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I love this, Ron. Sight as transparency and earth, held together by cold blue sky. lovely.
I like that part about the rough edge of a camel's back and yellow of an egg.
love it
Laura and Jenni. Thank you both for your gracious comments. (:o))