Convocation 1
Every year they rise to me
when winter’s worn my spirit almost
through and nothing shows between
myself and devastation but
some photographs of time I used
to know when I was older and
a father and my daughter formed
my world distinct, unfading: eagles!
~Son Rivers 2007
Tuesday, February 13, 2007
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