https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/category-1434-trees en 2005-2012 shakespearesmonekys@gmail.com 42.65593 -71.33391 Tue, 09 Jun 2026 19:40:12 GMT yacs http://blogs.law.harvard.edu/tech/rss 70 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-8612-veil-of-wind-and-other-garments https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-8612-veil-of-wind-and-other-garments   It was too late for sleeping~ the night dressed in cold leaves shook loose the reins of wind from my hand, we flew green shadows through a loom of trees, the moon, a stalk of silver wove white hooves, in fields of stars collapsing in dawn's arms, But we, beyond the branches of all reckless heaven's reach, fed our wingless hearts to echoes of vast beauty's endless doom.   Celticlion Loom Thu, 15 May 2008 11:04:36 GMT /section-579-loom#comments 0 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/post.php/article/8612 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/feed.php/article/8612 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/links/trackback.php?anchor=article%3A8612 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-8561-blue-woods-for-an-old-man https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-8561-blue-woods-for-an-old-man       Blue Woods for an Old Man   An old man wanders woods in rain, morning's blue drizzle dripping through an hourglass of leaves.   Time stays behind his aimless path, eyes failing, stones in silence pass, grey steps bathed green, ears deaf still hear life's endless thirst born within each seed.   Brown eyes, blurry puddles blind, look up feeling infinite sky- clouds drifting down to graze the gravied treetops- every white bite's clatter of crumbs, between enormous roots, their plunging tongues in black soil, ... more Celticlion Loom Sat, 10 May 2008 13:32:25 GMT /section-579-loom#comments 0 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/post.php/article/8561 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/feed.php/article/8561 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/links/trackback.php?anchor=article%3A8561