Showing posts with label Palm Springs. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Palm Springs. Show all posts

Tuesday, January 17, 2017

In Old Palm Springs

In old Palm Springs, north, just beyond
the charming attempts at glamour,
trunks of big palm trees look like
elephants' legs: parched, dermatologically
checked, and weary.  The Earth
is each palm's shoe, and all the trees
are taking a walk through space.


hans ostrom 2017