Poems and poetry as experiential art experiments, created by a dedicated core, sparking consciousness river, word slurry. A harvest of poems and creative thought from a creative collective cadre.
Sunday, April 29, 2012
found in the cracks
from the magnificent
boulder, dangling down
into prismatic
flashing sky space
the plumbing air root--
while wriggling in mineral tissue
the fractal tree trades
textures one molecule at a spin
I liked that. Well done!
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