Listening for the words in a quiet corner of the night. The fiction, poetry, and photography of Jason Evans.
Monday, September 05, 2011
Mirror Grass
i walked on the other side
to see mirror grass
i stopped to blow ripples
through the mercury leaves
the silvery ground
reflected titanium sky
and the molecules slid
when I tried to turn
the glass won't let me back away
5 comments:
Deeply and strangely moving!
Aloha from Waikiki;
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I really like the consistency of color and mirror images here. Very nice.
Beautiful imagery ~.
Back away slower and eventually the mirror grass becomes food or compost.
Cloudia, I like strange. :)
Charles, this one was very visual.
Lee, thanks. :)
Walking Man, I need a glass mower.
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