PLEASE HELP BLUE PRESS STAY AFLOAT

Thursday, May 24, 2012

Fate, reclining

 
Flat     /     Air

SKY BLUE

black & white

over             yonder

Step Aside

a long walk
a short drive

drifting               (blue)               edges
 
 

“That the poem will not abandon you is the one score that counts.   Today’s Bishop Sheen platitude.”   DUNCAN MCNAUGHTON.   Bolinas, California:   Somewhere in Bulgaria:   Santa Cruz:   Later that same day:   San Francisco:   “Hope Springs Infernal” was how Philip Whalen said it.   I wasn’t sure if you knew that.   Light / radiance / air―it’s all right there.   Hanging by a thread.
 
 
[   in the shape of HASH FOR BREAKFAST by Ted Berrigan   ]