Our hair
turns white with our ripening
as though to fly away in some
coming wind, bearing the seed
of what we know.


'Ripening' (1980)


Our hair turns white with our ripening as though to fly away in some coming wind, bearing the seed of what we know.

Our hair turns white with our ripening as though to fly away in some coming wind, bearing the seed of what we know.

Our hair turns white with our ripening as though to fly away in some coming wind, bearing the seed of what we know.

Our hair turns white with our ripening as though to fly away in some coming wind, bearing the seed of what we know.