Four (Very Short) Bay Area Poems Bronze Beauty Victim leans forward crashes into the abyss. Outdoor bronzes rooted to the ground. Grounded Above the Gates of Hell. Dreaming Seascape/ girl/dreaming/ that man/yours/ not yours. Across the Divide How long, does it take to separate, come together, fall apart. Come. Undone. Fisheye Moocow in fisheye. Heading into winter, crossing ponds. Goodbye. Share this:TwitterFacebookEmailPrintLike this:Like Loading... Related Leave a Reply Cancel reply Enter your comment here... Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Email (required) (Address never made public) Name (required) Website You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Google account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out / Change ) Cancel Connecting to %s Notify me of new comments via email. Notify me of new posts via email.