OUT OF AFRICA
She glides across Sixth Street
midway between traffic lights
Noticing and ignoring
cars and bikes and eyes
without spilling a drop
from the invisible pot on her head
Neil Meili
Zen Cowboy Poet & Freelance Philosopher
OUT OF AFRICA
She glides across Sixth Street
midway between traffic lights
Noticing and ignoring
cars and bikes and eyes
without spilling a drop
from the invisible pot on her head