Proposition /34
To this promise I can now speak freely,
blindly,
almost hopefully,
for in a measure it is not
binding on the days ahead.
It has already been and wasn't, as
what was stored in the room of
triumph is now just a point of silence.
But others spell out a similar dream
in the once time past of
memory, and in whose meaning we
will all hold weeks into months."
Now, with the counting of your locked
and held present, secreted among the
vision's encounter, a moment
dawns on us:
"Tell me your secrets
and to me break all of your
most inner promises."
34.
Some years ago I tried to make some "cowboy" cups, imagining cowboy coffee steaming out of the open top,,, burlap suggesting feed sacks. I made around 15 of these, all of them have found new homes, hopefully folks still make cowboy coffee. Funny thing about the lot, they all accepted glaze colors in style, outside my efforts. So if you see one of these in the goodwill cup shelf, say "Hi".
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