Sap from heart-wood drips-
Honey, no one would call It.
Can you Smell the sun?
Painting by George Inness (1825-1894), 'The Mill Stream, Montclair, New Jersey' c. 1888 in Public domain, via Wikimedia Commons.
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Sunday, August 6, 2023
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Ebb and Flow
The seagull shrieking in the near distance is the cry of my heart for the sea I so long to be near once again. The puffy slanted clouds ar...
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We know more about people we've never known than ever before. Before now, you did not know who you did not know, and who you ... -
When I wonder do we first think we Are welcome to the world? From the abyss of a watery womb we hear outside of Us w... -
Today seems like a good day to burn a bridge or two. The sky resembles a backlit canopy with holes punched in it. In California...