Showing posts with label found poetry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label found poetry. Show all posts

Tuesday, November 22, 2011

All things go, all things go (Sufjan Stevens)

Some things:

1. Chicago means "wild onion" in a Native American language. It comes from "shikaakwa". Yes, it does.
2. Ashleigh Hill is one of the smartest friends I have, and I am always interested to hear what she has to say.
3. Ashleigh participated in this little project we have, and I am always grateful to see that people have done that. Feel free.


Text: Farmer Boy, Laura Ingalls Wilder