2 de outubro de 2007

Loop Head

(De meu Pequeno)

Edge of country: rock. Green
West meets Atlantic. Whoever
finds beauty here
loves dangerous beauty.

Moon pull
and tidal surges
over the edge
and onto our legs
and shoes. You
pull closer and pull
the moon’s white
blanket over us
as if we can hide
from the pull
of what brought
us here.

- Andrew -

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