Thursday, July 21, 2011

At Dawn

At dawn
the sky the color of mimosa blossoms.
Between the green with long legs
two soft deer barely brown
move along the fence
watching as I light the kiln.

This is a summer poem from an old poetry manuscript, DANCING THE TWO-STEP IN THE CRACKLE OF DAWN. Many of the poems were illustrated with sumi-e brush paintings, this one was not.

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