A Hundred Poems – XCIX – Feathers & Pennies

I followed a      


a       l  

   l    i    

   n    g


toward the ground along the twist  

 -ing-twirl    -ing >dizzy<       | path |

I found a penny which held no thoughts together the feather and copper bone

fell upon an anvil cloud of striking stone!

:: 08-05-2014 ::

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