This morning of the small snow I count the blessings, the leak in the faucet which makes of the sink time, the drop of the water on water.


The Maximus poems (ed. Corinth Books, 1960)


This morning of the small snow I count the blessings, the leak in the faucet which makes of the sink time, the drop of the water on water.

This morning of the small snow I count the blessings, the leak in the faucet which makes of the sink time, the drop of the water on water.

This morning of the small snow I count the blessings, the leak in the faucet which makes of the sink time, the drop of the water on water.

This morning of the small snow I count the blessings, the leak in the faucet which makes of the sink time, the drop of the water on water.