“That liquefaction of her clothes” – a different understanding of a poem I’ve always loved.
Today is Earth Day? I don’t understand – and neither do you.
…Silence drips like water in a garden…
When Life & Death play different games, which do you pick?
Spring is back and Life is here – what will you risk for it?
I’ve seen trees before. I grew up around trees and even had what I would call good relationships with many of them. Call it the famed Midwestern friendliness.