Invisible Ink - Aimee Mann |
There comes a time when you swim or sinkSo I jumped in the drinkCuz I couldn't make myself clearMaybe I wrote in invisible inkOh I've tried to thinkHow I could have made it appearBut another illustrat...
Posted by Laurie on Wed, 27 Sep 2006 07:34:00 PST |
Welcome - Stephen Dunn |
if you believe nothing is always what's left after a while, as I did, If you believe you have this collection of ungiven gifts, as I do (right here behind the silence and the averted eyes) If you beli...
Posted by Laurie on Sun, 24 Sep 2006 10:23:00 PST |
BIRCHES BY ROBERT FROST |
When I see birches bend to left and right
Across the lines of straighter darker trees,
I like to think some boy's been swinging them.
But swinging doesn't bend them down to stay.
Ice-storms do tha...
Posted by Laurie on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
