Oasis
April 26, 2017Poem by Lucille Lang Day
Where does meaning lurk in a universe where mountains are mangy from fires and logging?
Where does meaning lurk in a universe where mountains are mangy from fires and logging?
'No, no, no,' said C, 'this dude cannot paint a lady.'
He told us all about bears and what to do when we met one.
On the day the office burned down and everyone died, Rosh thought, 'That’s it, I’m retiring.'
I would be a day. I’d run around after myself. I would cohere.
I imagine this boat tattooed: the engraved wings reaching in each direction, indicating those early sea voyages.
The catchphrase of the day is 'work/life balance.'