Mantra for a Hummingbird
Please read the amazing poetry of a talented writer.
a lotus drives a nail into a tree how rare, how empty a woman in a burgundy dress is the back of a cliff. her hands make knots in the rain, a slender coexistent rain, rain with distant (transient) birds a wave of atmospheric evergreens gleams across her face self-absorbed, by nature an unknown purpose fills my lungs the cloud is forever and still here dances in the streets asks for eyes and has no mouth what vanishes in a name? verbs, caterpillars but a hummingbird in pencil does magic