a handful of
a handful of
flour later, spun
pillowy morsels line
up, resigned, leaning
on yeast to do
the rest of the work
.
Yi Ching Lin
Posted over on her site Yi's Bits
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::INSIGHT::
What we see, we have already "read" as our visual cortex filters our perceptions down through the doors of our experiences. What we read is immediately transposed perceptually to some kind of image that is compatible with our imagination. Here you will find much to read, and lots to see.
Glenn Buttkus
Glenn Buttkus
dVerse Poets
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- Fuyuhiko: Five Short Poems
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- April Collects Her
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- I Write Because
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- A Little Big Song of the Earth
- A Roll of the Dice
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- Turning 'Dirty Harry'
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- On Poetry in Maine
- She Doesn't Come To My Blog Anymore
- A Band of Roving Poets
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- And All That Jazz
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2 comments:
yummy lovely photo- are these hom bows? - not sure how to spell that!
Deliciously written; reminds me of Maryland's Beaten Biscuits of olde, hand-made (me eat'm..heh heh ;) and mind serves up memories of Mary Lynne Lloyd who used to bring them with her when she came to visit us..Such a nice surprise to find this gem here, Glenn!
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