A cold west wind drives waves against the northern shore; a cold west wind, releasing whorls of stinging sand, bends glinting leaves with winter hoar across the lake where small boats moor – a cold west wind. Kim M. Russell, 2017 My response to Imaginary Garden with Real Toads Fussy Little Forms: Rondelet I’m back […]
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