*
not sure if it’s a song
my ear gathers or a
story gently murmured
out of the blue water
sailing between ridges
innumerable notes
I listen to these secret
codes I lightly stare
at the creases an
opening on the
improvising
Feb 22, 2015
Feb 22, 2015 at 1:17 PM UTC
*
not sure if it’s a song
my ear gathers or a
story gently murmured
out of the blue water
sailing between ridges
innumerable notes
I listen to these secret
codes I lightly stare
at the creases an
opening on the
improvising
All these poems are from The California Notebook collection from www.annamosca.com
