"the wind, the wind--
And there's my poor endeavoring human desk at which I sit so often during the day, facing south, the papers and pencils and the coffee cup with sprigs of alpine fir and a weird orchid of the heights wiltable in one day -- my Beechnut gum, my tobacco pouch, dusts, pitiful pulp magazines I have to read, view south to all those snowy majesties -- The waiting is long.
On Starvation Ridge
Little sticks
Are trying to grow."
[haibun][beatnik][Jack Kerouac][haiku][Desolation Angels] ◦

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