Tuesday, October 20, 2009

Above the Arctic Circle

flying with those two
above the Arctic Circle

we played cards
spoke and said not much
glances was all we understood

there’s no need
to deal in order
that is the order of things here:
time allows that luxury

the role of cards
and of glances
in a place like this
is to alleviate the burden of time

1 comment:

D.Macri said...

Whoa, where are these poems coming from!