windthread

leaving B Garden later than usual.   Turning to hook the gate and look up…..the magic!   Remember….from in that corridor behind the Curry House….how i first saw them at night…illuminated by the Moon….but them,  of themselves glowing White  like land Spirits or fairies….how ever you are inclined

there are only 8 plants.   ?   Another thing i don't know.   and i went to look for them in that corridor.  There are none there.

the single TALL stem up from spokes of totally dry leaves.   Blooming.   

again…On Being.   This time  Tracy K.  Smith  and Michael Kleber~Diggs    History is upon us….its hand against our back.   Both of them and then them together….word weavers…just such Beauty.   A dance of what wants to become.  is Ready.   Have listened twice.  Will go now to listen again so i might dream it.