Christmas Memories, More or Less III

Preparing for the solstice.


God is Whoever Will Recognize Your Sacrifice (A Spring Poem)

When the heat rose It brought the ants out with it--- The bedrock slumbers under the shivering topsoil, All winter huddled up--- Now comes the tilt of the earth--- Now comes hibernation hangovers--- The creak in your elbow Only you can hear--- Now comes the sun again--- Now the snakes sun on gravel roads--- God... Continue Reading →

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