questions

.

rain begins—
a question sprouts
in a red china pot

.

drapes a question over a chair without folding it moonless

in

small

shoes

a
question
scrambles
up

to
the
water’s
edge

.

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6 thoughts on “questions

  1. susandiri says:

    hey, dear Melissa, these riffs upon a moonless night where questions sprout, so fertile! may this fertile crescent actually be incubating answers!

    • Thanks, Susan. Answers come and go, I guess. Now that school’s out and I have a bit of a chance to breathe I feel like they do come drifting by every so often, although they don’t necessarily stay…

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