`
my eye
is caught by a photograph
flashing the reaches
a once barren sky
crowding my ear
records a voiceless cry
whispering brilliant streaks
fine hairs all quivering on
my skin
raindrops pelting
crystal teeth glaring
teary distances bridged
my tongue
forms a quiet reply
rasping mouthfuls
incoherent drivel
spittle on my lips
my nose
wiggling at a brooding sky
effervescent lifting
moisture of the first
blanket on grass
`
Frederick Kesner (Erich Kessner)
aps selected 17th June 2005
aps posted 2nd October 2005
