Friday, September 29, 2017

Tenacity


The air being pulled
from the right to the left,
lets up only to adjust and
regrip its hold
on hills.

The ants do not recede,
do not retreat in holes.
Armies have assembled
along the walls, there is no
start, no end, like this wind
no safe seal.

The papers pile up under the
evenings in red and
drip down for later.
Ideas fly out the window
lifting hairs, touching
elsewhere,
never landing as said.






Painting By Antonio Parreiras (1860 - 1937) – Painter (Brazilian) Born in NiterĂ³i, Brazil. Dead in NiterĂ³i, Brazil. Details of artist on Google Art Project [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons.

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