“I know not with what weapons World War III will be fought, but World War IV will be fought with sticks and stones” — Albert Einstein

Saturday, March 28, 2009

Why You Shouldn't Call Me

A road, a river, a mountain,
restless desert eddies,
and still more space to navigate;
more than can be gathered.
Beyond the question of what you had
for dinner and if your roses bloom
or stand defeated in the heat,
about what matters, we sometimes fall behind.
Yet I feel you and hear your voice
in strangers that surround me.
When the very silence howls an absence,
like the coyotes that run your foothills,
I hear you.
In this we aren't so far apart.
They say we have them here-
bold in the twilight, hungry and moving.

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