Friday, August 29, 2014
A Baby Mobile As Impossibly The Pattern Of The Heavens Comments
Rating: ★5.0
a simple solar system over the baby cradle swung
and flecked with laughter, glinting in the blue
of no clouds ever, diffused a prismed light on
Sundays in the afternoons and on the lemon floor.
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8/2/2025 12:00:01 AM # 1.0.0
Lovely poem full of memories and their own special magic.