Friday, February 06, 2009


with different kinds of stones i knock open
the locks of snail shells that none
of my keys fit.

and the word i find in the form of a drop
or a bubble's fragile shape,
not in running water.

stones have their roots within themselves:
thin threads of heaviness twisted tight
into indissoluble knots.

tommy olofsson, stones, 1979, from elemental poems


Anonymous Before The Tennis Partner said...


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