Monday, May 27, 2013

Edisto (Blogphilia 14.6)

We come back to Edisto
Here to listen
To the silence of the lambs.
Driven by the wolves of profit
To other, weaker pastures.

Pulling out our wooden spoons
We begin to eat our gruel
It's the only thing left from
Our trip in our minds.


  1. wooden spoons are always useful. You got much into few words

    1. I really had a hard time getting off the premise of the novel and movie.

      I may get to go to Edisto later in the summer. It is one of the less developed of the Golden Isles and really gives a feel of the past.