If facing the paper, your thought is 'I am an artist', you have no clue what to do. If the concepts of your function are, 'I am a shape maker, an entertainer, an expressive symbol collector'...then you have an explicit road map. Edgar Whitney

Thursday, August 20, 2009

Fish Trap

She's a gleam
of sunlit
fish scales

a glance up at
radial winter
branches

his finger
slips beneath
her shirt hem

hooks her back
a small rip
a claim

red vapour
in water she
wriggles free

he lays a new trap
further upstream

baited with
erotic books
watch cogs
owl words
straw houses

she swims in
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