Thursday, January 04, 2007

kate street

patch a quilt of resonance
& display harsher tones

if then
& if so, then

an arching four by four,
a casual glance at what will come

& what will kick the wind at
a crooked eye or teeth

a margin of thin

she clear would land

Today is my beautiful daughter Kate's sixteenth birthday; sweet sixteen or surly (she says it depends on her mood)? Sixteen years old as of 4:30 this afternoon. Does this officially make me an old guy?

1 comment:

Mike Blouin said...

Yep, sorry, old... 'course you're only as old as you feel... oops, sorry there too...