The First Turning
The Equinox Window
–-This poem reflects on the autumn equinox through a kitchen window, where sunlight and lamplight briefly share the glass while the movements…
The First Turning
–-This poem reflects on the autumn equinox through a kitchen window, where sunlight and lamplight briefly share the glass while the movements…
The Late Gold
–-This poem reflects on the long shadows of late summer, where even familiar boundaries become softened by evening light and the quiet…
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