mánudagur, maí 16, 2005

aften

This morning there were egrets, cormorants, ducks, gulls on the water. This noon: a lot of ink and paper. I have pawed through the tangle of silver in my jewelry box a few times this evening, and now I am thinking about sleep. I may dream of owls.

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