Apr 03, 2006 02:28
these late early hours. my window is cold and
my mouth so full of goodbyes that i can hardly speak.
but here is a great quote from robert hass, probably my favorite living poet.
i sat out in the sun this morning and re-read human wishes:
there is some treasure hidden in the heart of summer
everyone remembers now, and they can't be sure
that the lives they live in now will discover it.
- from santa barbara road