What I am thinking.
what am i thinking?
This is a short, unusual poem that I wrote the other day when thinking about the outside image of California. It's likely that it won't make sense to anyone besides myself, but isn't that the story with most less-than-simple poetry? If nothing else, come read some alliteration.
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In early May, when the sun had mended relations with the Pacific Northwest and began to visit regularly again, Jordan and I went on a walk in the forest. We talked candidly, as close friends do, and our conversation ranged in depth from day-to-day occurrences to ultimate life intentions. We looked back at our first year of marriage and reflected on what had changed in our relationship since that clarion day in August.
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