Thursday, October 30, 2008

Thursday, October 30, 2008: On the Street...The Sculptor, Moscow

Her hands worked best from 3 to 4 AM,
some worldly clock sounded in her brain
and roused her from the darkness of her bed.
The white comforter curled into the corner
like a pale, downy dog, waiting.

3 comments

  1. Love:"The white comforter curled into the corner
    like a pale, downy dog, waiting."

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  2. I can't think of any new ways to say "this is great!"

    Maybe I'll just read for awhile, and not comment/repeat myself.

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  3. I love that you focused on her hands! Hands are so key to who a person is... thanks.

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