from bee dance
moth, do eat a few
holes in this sweater
for the spring moon
~
fireflies
dreaming
of
fireflies
dreaming
of
fireflies
~
out-breath
-------grasshopper
-------------jumps
~
grief. . .
-------a spider thread breaks
-------in the wind
I believe Sabine Miller once called us and spoke with Susan. It seems like awhile ago. She sent to me a packet once and had drawn on the outside envelope a bird in flight I carefully cut-out and saved, now pinned near one of the desks where I work. The bird has never stopped showing me movement, freely. A quiet and hidden away poet, like so many of the best are. Seek out those seekers. bee dance is a lovely foldout booklet issued in 2004 from Tribe Press. You can find a copy at Longhouse if you wish.
