Spring is in the air – I feel it too. I love this poem by Bruce 🙂

Hmm something went wrong – this was meant to be a reblog but it seems to have disappeared!

Please read Bruce’s great poem

Brain In The Jar

My primal bones feel it
my nostrils consume
it’s a throw back from
the animal, the scavenger
the hunter
the sun knows its history
my bones stretch

Longing to throw off
the modern contamination

you call it spring
I call it

Annual hope

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