The Little Review (littlereview) wrote,
The Little Review
littlereview

Poem for Wednesday and Breezy Hill Farm


The Forest Formed Gills
By Eric Baus

The ventriloquist’s vines fled to an address on the floor of a
cumulus pond. The forest formed gills. The tentacles muttered.
Eat a bee. Try to project the tiniest star deep beneath this fence.
The ravaged shadows repaired in the shade. The numb panorama
rewound.

--------

I had a bunch of things I needed to get done on Tuesday, nearly all of which were sabotaged because the printer refused to print my holiday address labels properly even after we changed all the ink cartridges, ran the cleaning program, etc. So cards not addressed, laundry not folded, book review not done, blah blah blah. At least I took a walk.

We ate CPK leftovers from Saturday for dinner, then I watched Voyager's "Heroes and Demons" with my fan group (the Beowulf-on-the-holodeck episode, more enjoyable than I had remembered), then the Ravens-Dallas game (34-17 Baltimore, more enjoyable than I had expected!). Breezy Hill Farm alpacas, sheep, chickens, dogs, and yarn creations:

2020-12-05 15.13.05

2020-12-05 15.02.35

2020-12-05 15.04.59

2020-12-05 15.09.29

2020-12-05 15.12.49

2020-12-05 15.11.43

2020-12-05 15.00.57
</center>
Subscribe

  • Poem for Wednesday and Red-Headed Woodpecker

    The Woodpecker Emily Dickinson His bill an auger is, His head, a cap and frill. He laboreth at every tree, — A worm his utmost goal. --------…

  • Poem for Tuesday and Cute Squirrel

    Thought. By Alice Dunbar-Nelson A swift, successive chain of things, That flash, kaleidoscope-like, now in, now out, Now straight, now eddying…

  • Greetings from a Rainy Sunday

    I spent the entirety of Sunday, as it rained hard from before dawn till after dusk, doing Pokemon Go's legendary birds raid day (four remotely, six…

  • Post a new comment

    Error

    Anonymous comments are disabled in this journal

    default userpic

    Your IP address will be recorded 

  • 0 comments