Wednesday, February 10, 2010

White wall
The time that you are not there
The hours when the clouds pass
Over the quiet rivers
And the spider spins its web
In shimmering geometry
The moment when
A dog barks
In an echoing alleyway
White wall
The time you are not there.

1 comment:

  1. Oh, to capture the moment - but does it really happen if we can't hear it? Does it really happen if we can't see it?