Homage to Restless Acorns
O bitter vitamins,
protected nuts!
rolling into holes
becoming oak—O hard
polished collared rain
spreading into meadows,
rolling down the hill—
moon replacing moon,
solitary thinking scattered
over solitary ground!
O tender bodies resting
one by one.
A poem by Martin Woodside of Davis.
Published on 10.23.03
A poem by Patricia D’Alessandro of Sacramento.
Published on 10.16.03
A poem by Bill Laws of Sacramento.
Published on 10.02.03
A poem by G.O. Clark of Davis.
Published on 09.25.03
A poem by Elizabeth Hanelt of Carmichael.
Published on 09.18.03