Tuesday, 26 January 2016

All gone away.

There are no angels here.
They have all gone away to
become fashion designers and
magazine editors.
No more snowy wings to fly
on the autumn wind with.
There are no gypsies here.
They exist in this world no longer.
They have no more caravans
only fast cars and a house
in the suburbs.
They do not tell fortunes and
they do not place curses.
Only their feet remember the
journeys of the heart.

Ottawa sept 25th, 1988

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