Goby’s Journal, September 27, 2015

September 27, 2015
Goby’s Journal

Spelling –she made them
	casting far
& broad

	The Seedlings

		interrupted by

	hope
have no where to go

Grow them by the door step
	two by two, each of a kindness
we have not seen lo these many years

Poetry generates poetry, though I cannot speak it
Every one of us, lost
		in our own mother’s tongue