A year has passed since he was last beneath her Roman garden borne: twelve moons in shadow have been cast and gently, stirred leaves on the lawn. * Reborn, he found myself no more alone among the crowd, but perched at the toes of her piano: the prelude to their coupled verse. * In … Continue reading Regarding An Easter Bonnet.
Tiptoed the tight lines of this night with gifted eye and double-you: all the dark gowns fell away. 'Wear your bluest socks, my lover; wear your Spanish cotton crown.' We bent toward the dawn in flower, and, together, we were drawn. .
1 He came back this time as a monkey: a macaque with a vague longing; an ache for a mate, for a cloud-capped, snowy mountain to retreat to, for the hot water springs there to bathe in. He hummed, as best he could remember them, the birdsongs from the ever-after. He came back. And, for … Continue reading As Thin As Holy Bible Paper.
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