Friday, April 09, 2010


Glenn Buttkus said...

MOONBEAMS takes us to a great place, slightly off balance, maybe a little off color, but heart
targeted. I love the notion that
in our blush of emotion, while
being in lust, Venus could hang
in there for the earth's sole
satellite. I really dig it when
you stick your neck out and go
whole dog on poetry as prose,
prose as poetry, presenting us
witha prose poem. As Reagan used
to chant his mantra; those walls
need to come

CLBledsoe said...

Thanks Glenn.