This strangely cocooned life is dominated by reflections. Just months ago, we still had visions. All we see now is on a TV screen and framed by windowpanes. Without us, life goes on. Clouds drift, a bird flies by, a flower blooms while we reflect in our shrinking rooms. Will the cloud, the bird, the […]
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Kaleidoscope Vision
her eyes are broken lozenges of shifting glass patterns of rainbows Kim M. Russell, 2018 My response to Poets United Midweek Motif: Vision
writing in north norfolk 