He will breathe a loud sleep, his heels will crack with gold. And I will have the words pull gently at this mouth, and he will speak, the rim of his hat will lift the wind, and I will have him alive with line and light and sound, if death is a sudden waking to some other town.
Carlos @ 4:57PM | 2004-02-12| permalink
ReplyDeleteSad--my condolences.
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Trevor @ 5:36PM | 2004-02-12| permalink
Drat
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Pablo @ 11:50PM | 2004-02-13| permalink
He will breathe
a loud sleep, his heels will crack with gold.
And I will have the words pull gently
at this mouth, and he will speak, the rim
of his hat will lift the wind, and I will have him
alive with line and light and sound, if death
is a sudden waking to some other town.
from "That Kind of Sleep"
Susan Atefat-Peckham
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sc @ 10:26AM | 2004-02-23| permalink
What a waste. My condolences.
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