CREEK LIGHT
runs along the underside of an overhanging ash
a finger tracing an inner arm
above me, long pale leaves are trembling
my small boat is no one on this water
—from Rattle #36, Winter 2011
Tribute to Buddhist Poets
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Lola Haskins: “I belong to the swamp and to the high moors. I like to watch clouds quietly.” (web)
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