I love the rhythm. And the images, and finding the small surprise at the end--so that is what the person sitting on the cliff is wondering about.
(This morning, walking through town, I saw a woman sitting very still on a bench at the edge of the commons; she was looking toward the ash tree on the hill. I had planned to walk across the commons, but went around on the sidewalk instead, so as not to disturb her--somehow I didn't want to enter her dream.)
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Date: 2008-05-22 07:45 pm (UTC)(This morning, walking through town, I saw a woman sitting very still on a bench at the edge of the commons; she was looking toward the ash tree on the hill. I had planned to walk across the commons, but went around on the sidewalk instead, so as not to disturb her--somehow I didn't want to enter her dream.)