Poem: Words leap through like Coho Salmon Words unspoken mark thoughts partly there—they create edges to the space of what is but leave it unoccupied-- The Hoover dam, downstream from drought and awaiting rain, awaiting refill— Ask the Klamath river— is there a better river than a wild wild river crack that concrete and speak

finally time to write about #WordsUnsaid for #PoemsAbout, last, probably least ;-)

I thought I had lots of poems on this but I can't find them, too far in the past perhaps--after I learned CoCo I changed :-) #EndWithAnImage