Tuesday, August 30, 2011

Liz Waldner's Of Unknowing, The Cloud

Of Unknowing, The Cloud

In the morning would the white
cat nose the tall grass
along the driveway.

Careful not to touch, knowing
at a distance. Smell the synapse
as is the green thing springing
forth from the earth
also good to smell.

In the morning would the white
cat carefully
go its nose naming along
in the morning. It would, yes,
it did go. And in the morning watching
she thought this: it is important to remember
there is really no certain way
to be. What she wanted
to think is: I'm allowed.



Liz Waldner, _Saving the Appearances_.

6 comments:

Elizabeth Clare said...

Give us more.

Elizabeth Clare said...

Give us more.

David said...

Feel blessed to have gone to the same school as Peter and Liz, and to have shared a place and time with both of them. Surprised that it has taken me this long to get to know either of them at such a superficial level.

Elizabeth Clare said...

Did I say it twice? And when.

Elizabeth Clare said...

"It is important to remember there is no really certain way to be."

Do not copy and paste. Remember this.

peter breslin said...

Give us more.