the world spins nightly towards its brightness

Posted: March 13th, 2011 | Tags: | No Comments »

from evening will come, from the note at the end of “in a word, a world” by c.d. wright; originally from “crescent”:

later beneath the blueness of trees the future falls out of place: something always happens: draw nearer my dear: never fear: the world spins nightly toward its brightness and we are on it.

 

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