the splendor of trees
needs no adornment
nor songs in the night
just footsteps on snow
in the silent wood
quiet reverence
and trunks unsevered
Scattershot poetry, prose, art, and assorted creative ammunition. A celebration of desire, language, and the revel of life through craft and frequent writing practice.
I checked my blog's numbers after my last post. My readership seemed to be exploding, but considering the volume was all from Singapore,...
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