Sunday, March 16, 2008

street, rain-shined
reflections double crowds –
I halve the bread slice

2 comments:

jem said...

Wow. Great one. 'rain-shined' makes a bad thing sound so much better. Its like a hall of mirrors. All perceptions shifting, doubling, halving. I love it.

Poet-in-Residence said...

i can easily imagine that the greedy pigeons see you with that slice of bread ... as they do