pf_mod: an old style ink pen, poised above paper (time to write)
pf_mod ([personal profile] pf_mod) wrote in [community profile] poetry_fiction 2012-01-01 07:32 am (UTC)

But in the white fist of his brain
he holds the black seeds of his happy childhood.
When he reaches the beloved, bone-dry land--
he will sow.

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