Solstice Gods

So muchhappens after harvest: the moonperforming novelty: slaughter,snow. One hour the sameas the next, I held my handsor held the snow."The World," Jennifer Chang How much can come, how much can goWhen the December moon is bright,What worlds of play we'll never knowSleeping away the cold white nightAfter a fall of snow."December Moon," May Sarton... Continue Reading →

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