Saturday, February 06, 2010

THREE from
THE OLD POET SAYS

“No, truly,”
he said,

“I do not
know what I'm

doing, but think
it's something

in the ear,
the hands.”

*

“Memory
is what?

A moment
out of time.

All they'll have
when you're

out of time.”

*

“The hell of it,”
he said, “is

so much goes
out, nothing

comes in.”


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