Cecelia and Becky...not young ladies with heads of straw...but two white leopards sitting under a juniper tree. Their laughter twinkled like like marbles in teacups. They dared to eat a peach, but left the white flannel trousers to the beach goers. They had the strength to force moments to their crisis. We went there...they and I...or is it them and I? Becky would know...because her wings do more than fly. Here I am, an old man in a dry month with no boy to read to me...the world becomes stranger, the pattern more complicated...what permutations are there in this? They are music heard so deeply that it is not heard at all, but they are the music. So, let us go then...you and I.
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Amazing.
Love,
So-Mai
Posted by: Tom | May 29, 2009 at 10:48 AM