Monday, September 7, 2009

A sudden freshness

Printing reading journal today. Just spent three hours formatting it in MS Word. Yay!
A sudden freshness stirs then stills the air, the century.
The new jet-black conductor raises her batton.
The melody of a little white dog,
Dead long ago, starts the soft spring rain.
The Little White Dog, Frederick Seidel (Poems 1959-2009. Farrar, Strauss and Giroux. 2009)
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