This one. Or this one

THIS ONE

From where I live on Saddleback Mountain the sky is blue as purest love just now. From west across to east, from north across to south, it’s the blue original, the blue Eve knew, the blue you wish of your friends, of your lover, of your song, this rarest of blue in perfect certainty.

OR THIS ONE

from where I live on Saddleback Mountain
the sky is blue
as purest love just now

from west across to east
from north across to south

it’s the blue original
the blue Eve knew

the blue you wish of your friends
of your lover
of your song
this rarest of blue in perfect certainty

3 responses to “This one. Or this one

  1. Poetry is not only the choice of words…it is the arrangement. Love it!

  2. That one AND that one.

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