This is another poem from Oswalt West. I feel kind of bad posting two poems with "birdsong" in a single week, but that's the kind of camping trip it was. If I'd written about our trip to Beverley Beach, I would have had a lot of "frogsong" imagery. You build with the tools you've got, right?
All Women are Beautiful
All women are beautiful
while camping:
hair styled by
birdsong and breeze,
perfumed with
campsmoke and dust,
makeup lovingly applied
all night long by
shooting stars.
Friday, July 14, 2006
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You'll be surprised to know that this one is my favorite.
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