Monday, June 04, 2007

Shadow Play

American Poetry Review, The, May/Jun 2003 by Althaus, Keith

.........
And those figures
in the street,
leaving
one by one,
were guides,
without words
or explanation,
lamps,
now going blind,
and around their hollow bases
runs the blood of shadows

1 comment:

Unknown said...

this is amazing, random movements and erratic