Friday, April 2, 2010

Between the palm the basket


Old men lounged in the sunny park chairs like cats and chirped to each other like birds.

This morning was that kind of spring morning.

Between the higher and the pleasant.

On the good and before the rising.
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  1. UrbanEscapeApril 5, 2010 at 12:12 PM

    I like the last two lines... beautiful stuff. Glad you finally updated your blog again : ) Keep up the good work. I miss you. -H

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