Sunday, January 8, 2012


In the torrent of waste
pouring out without end,
the sun setting
in the mangle of trees,
you could pick out the one
or two left behind.


Anonymous said...

It is good that you can discern and appreciate the one or two that is left.

arakana said...

I've never thought of dandelions in that way but it does fit my neighbors lawn in late June. I always have seen them as signs of renewed life and as, in a way, martyrs to the coming of summer.