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. Advertisements Share this:TwitterFacebookEmailPrintGoogleLike 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.