What things are steadfast? Not the birds.
Not the bride and groom who hurry
in their brevity to reach one another.
The stars do not blow away as we do.
The heavenly things ignite and freeze.
But not as my hair falls before you.
Linda Gregg
The heavenly things ignite and freeze. Fearing madness in all things huge and their requiring. We love a little, as the mice huddle, as the goat leans…
