Jan G. Otterstrom F.

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No word today of the prospect
just the chitter of birds in the trees
lizards looking for sun, intrepid
thoughts of expectation held in tack
may others catch  the vision
to formulate the method
preserve the probability
of open independence
adduced by recluse prophets of sorrow
sullen wanderers here beneath the boughs
shadows of shade, enamellers of light
shafts of bright grief, against the green.

Jan G. Otterstrom F. 8/01/2012