February 9, 2006

I always forget how much I love Raymond Carver

Two Worlds

In air heavy
with odor of crocuses,

sensual smell of crocuses,
I watch a lemon sun disappear,

a sea change blue
to olive black.

I watch lightning leap from Asia as

my love stirs and breathes and
sleeps again,

part of this world and yet
part that.

-Raymond Carver

posted at 12:49 AM by raul

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02/09/06 07:04 AM


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