Bellowing blarney in bare twigs, the oncoming storm is accompanied by gravel-rasp of crows and reverberating raven echoes. High above the ridge, the first appears, joined by a second artist of the air, wingtip to wingtip, rolling and diving, tearing apart the leaden shroud of cloud in a monsoon of rain and feathers: birds battling […]
Day: February 12, 2017
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one of many tears trickling down the window pane mirror of heartache Kim M. Russell, 2017 My response to Carpe Diem Namasté the Spiritual Way #2 pilgrimage For this special feature, Chèvrefeuille has given us three days to respond, instead of five as the regular prompts. He has explained that Namasté, the spiritual way, is […]
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