photo: ralph murre
My Epic
by
Don Schaeffer
Like
the beginning of a big
movie,
the field of the eye
spans
the earth, quickly
narrowing
into a city
and
street.
From
the sweep of the planet,
it
devolves into
a
stage set.
We
take
this
entire house
and
wear it down
to
one crowded
corner.
~
first published in The Argotist Online
