Saturday, May 4, 2019

The Scent of Fresh Wood

"the scent of fresh wood is among the last things
you will forget when the veil falls.

the scent of fresh white wood in spring sap time:
as though life itself walked by you
with dew in its hair.

that sweet and naked smell kneeling woman-soft
and blond in the silence inside you
using your bones for a willow flute.

with hard frost beneath your tongue
you look for fire to light a word..and know..
mild as southern wind in the mind
there is still one thing in the world
you can trust." 

the Standing Ones
always a part of me

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