A Knock crisp welcoming voice of the wrenhow her incantations I long to hearbut she placed her voice in a boxher color, joy, and song buried near wailing calls soft, tiny bulbs hoist sailoak tree slain by a dismal, frail windroots glisten in the sun, a forest-sickmy body dismantled, like my friend To continue reading,…
Category: woodpecker
“Flicker Of Sun In Winter” Now Live On MasticadoresUSA
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My New Piece “Cusp of Spring” Now on Masticadoresindia
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