Thursday, January 13, 2011

1992

I remember the stream, in Old Mystic, and
wading in to search for those gorgeous
natural cathedrals the size of my pinkie, caddisfly cases...
I remember exactly what the cases looked like,
glistening wet mosaics of rust, orange, earth, saffron
pebbles, slickly fastened into slender-stiff sleeping-bags
I just can't remember if I actually saw one

1 comment:

  1. I love this! Gorgeous. I'm so glad you're doing this. Your words will brighten each day for me.

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