How Poetry Comes to Me by Gary Snyder
Apr. 21st, 2016 07:57 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
dragonyphoenixIt comes blundering over the
Boulders at night, it stays
Frightened outside the
Range of my campfire
I go to meet it at the
Edge of the light
Boulders at night, it stays
Frightened outside the
Range of my campfire
I go to meet it at the
Edge of the light