Local DNA
Pay attention. The world is turning. The wind
is gathering momentum. Consciousness
is shifting its dimensional alignment.
Somewhere in a countryside still loved
by its inhabitants a crop is being
harvested. And soon the festival
of our transitional geometry
will turn our local DNA in circles
spiraling towards seasons in a sun
of blood and muddy love. Be on the look out.
~Greg Perry
AGING PERHAPS, BUT NEVER OLD
-
I do not advocate making this kind of hokku a habit, because it tends to
perpetuate the notion of the verse form as a kind of flippant game.
Nonetheless, t...
1 day ago

No comments:
Post a Comment