Tuesday, December 9, 2008

081209: stellenbosch

these oaks were never sacred. and the young
summer legs of women, and their com-
and elsewise pliant berries, always hung
beyond the grasp of tantalus... and from

these mountains' clefts, of course, there never sprung
the stream which dulls the blade and whets the tongue.

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