Friday, September 17, 2010

... (xx).

the crickets ring softly, under
the masses of leaves, flutter brightly
while the cars wind through the shadows
crow cracks, but cannot hurry, the morning

5 comments:

aria said...

Hi!
how are you?
Good to see you are writing..
take care,
A

aria said...

btw,
we had heavy rains this year..
though I was away from Delhi traveling in a region where it barely poured ..strangely however I don;t feel parched..
tell me, how to you plan to write together again?
I thought I wouldn't be able to scribble again.. but fingers have started spewing words..

Perry Strange said...

... just had to give 'em a bit of a rest, eh? Worked, I think--looking at what you've been writing lately. Rain can be a bit distracting...

Been out for awhile. Reality's been a bit stickier than usual. Would you like to trade stanzas? Or do a poem-and-response kind of thing?

... better e-mail is , because, unlike the one attached to the blog--I actually check it semi-regular...

Perry Strange said...

that is... perri.grin@gmail.com.

aria said...

sent you a mail..