Friday, July 11, 2008

Panning for Gold

Sieving stiffly through the silt and mud for

sparkle – history a mire through which

you muck and barely manage

to extract a bit more

gilt from guilt --




the vortex

from which you

may not be able next time

to ascend: nothing in the brittle

fearful sifting apparatus of you can

imagine how to bend, or blend, or mend.

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