A blog where I write poetry-type stuff, by Hannah Frank
Water is a gift of the earth dripping
from the rocks and the cliffs in the jungle
the animal bends down and cups his hands
liquid quenches his thirst
like hunger
he throws it into his fists
What is heavy? Like Coltrane heavy? No like hammer heavy. Like anvil heavy? No more like Simone. Nina? Yeah. Heavier than heavy. Think big. ...